Lyrics

I'll have a Jack Black, make it double hope that drowns this trouble I walked in last night and caught her And one of them big deal billboard lawyers It gets even better, that damn woman never Said goodbye, or kiss my ass just stepped on to his big ass jet She's on cloud nine, I'm in a dive She's drinkin' that champagne, I'm gettin' sky high On this surefire cure from Lynchburg, Tennessee She ain't coming back so bartender hit me She's on a plane and I'm on the whiskey Fill that jukebox up with quarters, let's rock both them Georges Jones and Strait and man I bet it makes my mind forget their headed To his private island I should say I hope they find that happiness and true love But that ain't what I'm thinkin' of 'cause She's on cloud nine, I'm in a dive She's drinkin' that champagne, I'm gettin' sky high On this surefire cure from Lynchburg, Tennessee She ain't coming back so bartender hit me She's on a plane and I'm on the whiskey By now she's nearin' that landin' strip And I've just about downed this fifth She's on the get rich plan I'm still payin' off this single wide trailer man Yeah, she's on cloud nine, I'm in a dive She's drinkin' that champagne, I'm gettin' sky high On this surefire cure from Lynchburg, Tennessee She ain't coming back so bartender hit me She's on a plane and I'm on the whiskey Yeah, I'm on the whiskey
Writer(s): Trent Willmon, Jody Scott Stevens, Chancey Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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