feel it coming like a highball trainBarin' down on

left me with the bluesAnd I know just how

was lost and feelin' lonely, not knowin' what to doLookin'

commence shaking your south sideThomas on that beatYeahIt feels

out walking in dark alleysSearching for shadows in the

1: Chris I think of you and the first

want to be the man that you thought I

can take a lesson from an old coal minerGo

turn like my memoriesAnd the head-lights shine like my

I know our days are heaven sentLord knows I know not

Those midnight tears find me in the darknessThey make a moanful

1: Miranda Lambert, Chris Stapleton, Miranda Lambert & Chris

it was Friday in the p.mAnd just like every

Daddy was a hard-working every dime of his payNever drank

Darius hope you're happy with somebody newThe way that

wanna know what's goin' on inside your headWhen you

only saw you onceAnd that was a long, long

a coward would pick up a gunAnd shoot up

want you to know wherever your road wants to

don't sleep in an old pine boxSix feet in