Upchurch - Trade Gettin Drunk lyrics
[Upchurch - Trade Gettin Drunk lyrics]
Yeah, I'll be by my lonely, smokin' on some good green
Younger days are slippin', I'm still wild and in my twenties
Yeah, I still get a wild hair, to take my Silverado to the Silverados
And see if I still got it in my bones, in my soul
So, I order me a beer, sit somewhere out of the way
Back turned the drunk people stumblin' down Broadway
The strip is a lost cause, but I'm gamblin' on a Friday
Last week was a waste, but this weekend I might get
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow
Show her how a local boy around here rodeos
Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though
I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
The only thing harder than the liquor down here
Is buyin' more Jack Fire and tryin' not to stare
At that bonfire, red dress, high heels, lips red
And I would give it all to be the top of that Bud Light neck
So, I spilled mine on your dress for seven digits and a night text
Then we leave this crazy place for a C-10 and static on
'Til six fifty AM, my hands on your skin
If this a dream I want the chance
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow
Show her how a local boy around here rodeos
Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though
I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Music City is my hometown, but it's not my home
Where I live you can see the sky without a problematic glow
So let's ditch this wall with a hole
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow
Show her how a local boy around here rodeos
Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though
I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Younger days are slippin', I'm still wild and in my twenties
Yeah, I still get a wild hair, to take my Silverado to the Silverados
And see if I still got it in my bones, in my soul
So, I order me a beer, sit somewhere out of the way
Back turned the drunk people stumblin' down Broadway
The strip is a lost cause, but I'm gamblin' on a Friday
Last week was a waste, but this weekend I might get
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow
Show her how a local boy around here rodeos
Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though
I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
The only thing harder than the liquor down here
Is buyin' more Jack Fire and tryin' not to stare
At that bonfire, red dress, high heels, lips red
And I would give it all to be the top of that Bud Light neck
So, I spilled mine on your dress for seven digits and a night text
Then we leave this crazy place for a C-10 and static on
'Til six fifty AM, my hands on your skin
If this a dream I want the chance
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow
Show her how a local boy around here rodeos
Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though
I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Music City is my hometown, but it's not my home
Where I live you can see the sky without a problematic glow
So let's ditch this wall with a hole
To take the right girl home, lay her down real slow
Show her how a local boy around here rodeos
Yeah, it might be a waste, might get wasted even though
I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home
Yeah, I would trade gettin' drunk to take the right girl home