Letra

Could be hittin' my limit in an old duck blind On a flood rise field in the dead of sunrise With a few good back-home buddies, I ain't seen in a while I could be standin' knee-deep with my toes in the sand On a Carolina coast with a pole in my hand Reelin' in reds, poppin' tops, and droppin' limes Yeah, I reckon there's a chance But chances are I'm prob'ly at a bar And drinkin' 'bout you And drivin' this heart like I got nothin' left to lose I could be anywhere under the sun Over the moon, but chances are I'm prob'ly at a bar (Hmm, let me tell y'all how it happened) We were seventh inning, stretchin' at a July Braves game Watchin' those fireworks high above the highway When you kissed me, you knocked me right out of the park These days, I'm just wonderin' where you are But me I'm prob'ly at a bar And drinkin' 'bout you And drivin' this heart like I got nothin' left to lose I could be anywhere under the sun Over the moon, but chances are I'm prob'ly at a bar I could be anywhere in the world But chances are I'm prob'ly at a bar And drinkin' 'bout you And drivin' this heart like I got nothin' left to lose I'm prob'ly at a bar And drinkin' 'bout you And drivin' this heart like I got nothin' left to lose Could be anywhere under the sun Over the moon, but chances are I could be anywhere gettin' over you But chances are I'm prob'ly at a bar Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh I'm prob'ly at a bar Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Benji Davis, Dan Isbell, Jon Thomas Langston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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