ive been shooting whiskey, youve been sipping gin

ive been shooting down this whiskey,
you been sipping on that gin,
all those stories that your telling me,
they keep somehow turning back to him,

i can tell your thinking of him,
but from the way your looking at me,
i can tell were getting into something,
that we really shouldnt be,

if i was a stronger man i'd walk away,
if i was a smarter man i'd run,
but since im only this same damn fool,
i think ill stay and have myself some fun,

god damn it girl your beautiful your body's so damn fine,
and i cant even keep my eyes on it as im so lost in your eyes,
with every shot of whiskey it just gets a little more clear,
that tomorrows hangover isnt all im taking home from here,

that there ring on your left hand well girl its got to go,
and lets just get lost in this night before we hit the road,

the lonely road back home...

mama bear don’t you know that I love you,
I can’t wait to come back home,
I’ve been out here on this damn road,
I’ve been gone for way to long,

I can smell that supper cook-in’,
taste those baked beans on my tongue,
It’s the only thing that’s got me through,
these lonely nights out on the run,


record man took me down to nashville,
said he gonna make me into a star,
I can still hear the words you told me,
son don’t you forget who you are,

Lord I made me a lot of money,
and I done pissed it all away,
as if the whiskey wasn’t bad enough,
they introduced me to co’-caine,

Lord all the women and the wild nights,
we sure had us quite a time,
but it seemed that the wilder that it got,
the more i seemed to die inside,


mama bear don’t you know that I love you,
and I can’t wait to come back home,
I’ve been out here on this damn road,
I’ve been gone for way to long,

I can see daddy sitting on that porch swing,
counting every drop of rain,
he was never much for talking,
what he didn’t say said everything,


oh i never forgot where it was i came from,
i just got caught up in the ride,
seems the more that I got,
the harder it was that i'd cry,

i was headed for disaster,
when I fell down on my knees,
and i’m not saying i got any better,
just that it gave me some relief,


mama bear don’t you know that I love you,
I can’t wait to come back home,
I’ve been out here on this damn road,
I’ve been gone for way to long,

i can smell that supper cookin',
taste them baked beans on my toungue,
it's the only thing that gets me through,
these lonely nights out on the run,


yeah the farther away that I went,
the less I felt the need to roam,
yeah I guess you have to go away,
before you can ever come back home,

mama bear don’t you know that I love you,
and I can’t wait to come back home,
oh sweet lord I’m coming home,
ohhhh-ohhhh dear mama I’m coming home,

I’ve been in the prison way to long,
yes please country roads wont you lead me home,
get supper cooking I’m coming home,
ohhhh-ooohhhhh-ohhhh, your baby boys a coming home,
oh mountain mama I’m coming hoooooo’’’ooo’’’aaaaaoooo’mmmmmme,

the hand that taught me wrong from right...

i still remember the first time i got myself a tast of daddy's belt,
caught trying to walk out the store with that skoal can lord all the pain i felt,
nothing hurt me half as much that night,
as the tears i saw rolling down the cheek the same as mine,

looking back
i dont think there's
any better way for a man
to be taught wrong from right,

no sir
i cant think of a better way
than the way that i ,
the way that i was taught that night,

i say god bless the hand,
yes god done blessed the hand,
the hand that taught be wrong from right,

who i am...

sometimes i drink to much
and i end up falling down,
sometimes i get angry at the world,
and get a little loud,
and the places that i chose to hang,
typically have a rowdy crowd,

there are days that i wake up
and just want to fight the world,
for everything thats wrong with it
my blood it just get curled,

i sure love raising hell,
just to see the look on everyones face,
ive just never been any good at
fitting in to their rat race,

but a cane pole and a river bank,
a cold budlight or the 8 more i drank,
can find a way to calm me down,
or the sweet picking of an old guitar,
i just love the way it sounds,


i always try to help everyone any chance i can,
if your broke down on the side of the road,
well you can bet damn sure that im your man,

i never offer handouts,
but ill always offer a helpin hand,
and thats all you need to know,
if your wondering who i am,

on sunday mornings i go see mama,
some times we go to church,
sometimes satruday night makes that hard
cause damn my head does hurt,

my friends they all know who to come see
anytime that they are down,
do what i can to make them laugh,
never shy to play the clown,

ive never backed down from a fight,
no that ain't how i was raised,
ive always stood tall and took my knots
all throughout my days,

i definitely havent won them all,
but ive always made my stand,
and thats all you need to know
if your wondering who i am,

ive never been any good
at having anyone tell me what to do,
if i didnt always listen to ma and dad,
what makes you think ill listen to you,

i just like to lead my life
the best way that i see fit,
and if i aint hurting anyone,
you need to just stay the hell out of it,


maybe if we spent a little less time in our lives
telling others how to live,
we might find more time to do a little more,
and help the world with what we can give,

i might not know where my life will lead,
but everyone knows where i stand,
and thats all you need to know,
if your wondering who i am,

Lead to anything

I've been buying shots of jeagar, and I brought my own Jim beam,
Hiding in a flask in my pocket,
Nights like this can lead to anything

It's been a ling hard week a working,
And I need to unwind,
At least that's the same excuse,
I keep using everytime,

On down yonder on a barstool,
Sits sweet Katie how she shines,
And lights up this dusky barroom,
Each and everytime,

Lord I hope that she's a staying,
When we both get tuned it's quite a scene,
Oh it's something bout these nights like this,
That can lead to anything,

Cause There's a full moon out in the sky,
Lord my mouth is feeling dry,
And each beer seems to flow right down like rain,
There's a cool breeze Out in the air,
Blowing down that mountain air,
And right about now I ain't feeling me no pain,

I said lord right about now I ain't feeling me no pain,
Oh yeaaahhhh, it's nights Like this that can lead to anything....

drink until my drinking need is through,

yes I would love-a... nother be'eee'rr,
if you don't mind-I'll.. sit right he'eee're,
and drink until-my.. drinkin' need is through,

see she was such-a.. lovely girl'irrrlll,
but I'm the kind-that.. can't be still,
I done chased her all-the.. way-away,
ahhh-haaa-haaa-haaa,

somewhere on-the other..side-of sane,
drinkin' somehow seems-ta.. ease the pain,
and I find friends-here.. just the same,

right now-I might not like.. what I see,
but a few beers in.. I do believe,
I might get me-a.. nother point of view,

i guess be'-tween.. now and then,
all i'll ask-of.. you my friend,
is that you make sure-my.. glass stays full,

see I would love-a.. nother beer,
if you don't mind-I'll..sit right here,
and drink until-my.. drinkin' need is through,

see she was such-a.. lovely girl,
but I'm the kind-that.. can't be still,
i done chased her all-the.. way-away,
ahhh-haaa-haaa-haaa,

somewhere on-the other.. side of sane,
drinkin' somehow seems-to.. ease the pain,
and I find friends-here.. just the same,

so before-I finish.. off this glass,
i'll tell the world-to.. kiss my ass,
and then I'll have-ya fill me-up.. yet again,

as-as much as I-get.. fed up with it,
I play right back-in..to this shit,
and I'm back to playing-this.. same damn game,

a-nother year-a.. nother dime,
a-nother town-a..nother rhyme,
my glass still empty.. and my lonely's full,
yeah my glass still empty... and my lonely's full,

so all-I ask-of.. you my friend,
is you come fill-it.. up again,
and I'll just go back-to.. moving on,

yes I would love-a... nother be'eee'rr,
if you don't mind-I'll.. sit right he'eee're,
and drink until-my.. drinkin' need is through,

a-nother year-a.. nother dime,
a-nother town-a..nother rhyme,
my glass still empty.. and my lonely's full,
yeah my glass still empty... and my lonely's full,
my glass still emmmmmpptttttttttyyyyyyyyyyy,
ohhhhh-ohhhh-aaaaahhhhh-ooooooo and my'yyyyyy'yyyyyy'yyy'yyyyy,
lonely's full'ulllll'eeewwwwwwwwaaaahhhhhhhhhaaahhhahhhhh uuuuuuuuu'llllllll,
my glass still empty and my lonely full,

im just a good ol boy from back in the woods, who likes to raise some hell

sometimes i drink to much and get a little
out of hand,
sometimes i spend to much time out there bitching,
about the man,

sometimes i like to do things that they tell me,
i shouldnt do,
but i always seem to find a way to get done,
what i need to do,

i can be hell raising firecat, i can rock out all night long,
late night you can catch me dancing on a barstool, to any old rocking song,
i like to challenge the normal, some people call me insane,
i guess its just this rebel blood i got rolling through my veins,

you can love to hate me, and you can love me to,
im damn proud of all the things ive done, only regret the things i didnt do,
this worlds to short to worry, about what others think is right,
and i aint selling out my soul that damn easy, i wont go down without a fight,

i make it to work each morning, unless i see somebody broken down,
then ill always stop to offer up a hand, cause thats the values i was handed down,
i aint never left no one in trouble, my friends know who they can call,
the same friends that offer a helping hand, any time i fall,

you might say i live my life crazy, living on the ledge out there,
from the barroom fights, and the sleepless nights,
to never shaving this beard or trimmin this hair,

maybe i dont quite fit into, this picture perfect world,
with the cookie cutter image of how were supposed to live,
but i make damn sure i never take more,
that what i have to give,

im just a good ol boy from back in the woods
who likes to raise some hell,
and if you dont like that much
all i can say
is brother oh well,

sometimes i drink to much and get a little
out of hand,
sometimes i spend to much time out there bitching,
about the man,

sometimes i like to do things that they tell me,
i shouldnt do,
but i always seem to find a way to get done,
what i need to do,

im just a good ol boy from back in the woods
who likes to raise some hell,
and if you dont like that much
all i can say
is brother oh well,

sometimes i drink to much and get a little
out of hand,
sometimes i spend to much time out there bitching,
about the man,

sometimes i like to do things that they tell me,
i shouldnt do,
but i always seem to find a way to get done,
what i need to do,