Blame It All On Me

12 AM parking lot

Cop pulls up he smells pot

He's worried about my mortal soul

I've been chasing that god dang rock 'n' roll

His partner gets out hand on his gun

He ain't here for music or fun

He says boy we're gonna search your car

from the smell of it you've gone too far

They blame it all on me

It's going to be what it's going to be

I'll never make it here in Tennessee

I want to go home

Motor oil and whiskey on the asphalt ground

He's got his boot in my back and my face shoved down

Ah, man I made a terrible choice

If I don't straighten up I'm gonna lose my voice

The problem is I'm a real nice guy

I don't wear a watch I can't prioritize

Bite off more than I can chew

And I would do anything to get high with you

They blame it all on me

It's going to be what it's going to be

I'll never make it here in Tennessee

I want to go home

And there's nothing I can do

To make my truth be true

Lord I'm begging you

To let me go

As he counts my cash I can see the stars

Through the foggy window in the back of his car

60 bucks a gram or two

A whole Lotta paperwork he's gotta do

It might be my lucky day

These crimes I'm committing and they sure don't pay

He says boy you're gonna be all right

Just give me two free tickets to the show tonight

They blame it all on me

It's going to be what it's going to be

I'll never make it here in Tennessee

I want to go home

And there's nothing I can do

To make my truth be true

Lord I'm begging you

To let me go

They blame it all on me

It's going to be what it's going to be

I'll never make it here in Tennessee

I want to go home

And there's nothing I can do

To make my truth be true

Lord I'm begging you

To let me go