Chief

Hung-over and hard up I'm broken down and messed up I sure felt it when ya left Memory button stuck on repeat Mind skippin' like a record machine Over and over that goodbye scene Keeps spinnin' in my head It keeps haunting me And there ain't no maybe

I'm a long gone Waylon song on vinyl, I'm a backroad sinner at a tent revival, She believes in me like she believes her Bible, She loves me like Jesus does. I'm a left foot leanin' on a souped up Chevy, I'm a good ole boy, Drinkin' Whiskey and Rye on

[00:03.27]Homeboy [00:04.31]Eric Church [00:05.59] [00:06.62]You were too bad for a little square town, [00:10.00]With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground, [00:13.60]Heard you cussed out mama, pushed daddy around [00:16.70]before you tore o

To this day when I hear that song, I see you standin' there on that lawn Discount shades, store bought tan, flip-flops and cut-off jeans Somewhere between that setting sun, I'm On Fire and Born To Run You looked at me and I was done but we were just

(Bowm bowm bowm bow-dum...bowm bowm bowm bow-dum) Like a honey bee beatin' on my screen door Got a little buzz and my head is sore From my bed I can feel the sun Lord 'round here the morning comes Just a creepin' creepin' creepin' creepin' You shot o