Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Henry & the Repeaters
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Henry Wasman
Songwriter
Lyrics
Cold six pack and five bucks back for the ferry across the river
So I can hit that stage tonight and pretend like I don’t miss her
Smell of well whiskey, it reminds me of my youth
Neon signs cast friendly shadows as my past comes into view
On the wrong side of stupid and the back side of lonesome
You’ll find me out there on one breaking hearts and telling lies
I’m always ripe for leaving so just pick me off the vine
Drop ‘er back down into gear and send me down the line
Riverwalk in San Antone sipping sweet tea all alone
Don’t know where I left my phone and I don’t really care
Too many clouds to see the stars tonight so I stare up at the ceiling
Think about her cold dark room just wishing I was there
On the wrong side of stupid and the back side of lonesome
You’ll find me out there on one breaking hearts and telling lies
I’m always ripe for leaving so just pick me off the vine
Drop ‘er back down into gear and send me down the line
Written by: Robert Henry Wasman
