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Brandon Davis

Whiskey Colored Eyes

 

Whiskey Colored Eyes

(Album: Jesus And Jesse James - 2023)


She was just passing through on a pub crawl in that little East Texas town
Never seen her kind of pretty 'round here
So I walked up and sat down
And asked her if she'd ever had a cowboy try to steal her heart
Bought her a drink down off the top shelf
And we talked 'til they closed the bar

Yeah, her whiskey colored eyes pierced right down into my soul
As we waltzed in three-quarter time to some Texas country gold
But I woke up in Amarillo just this empty bed and me
'Cause you know cowboys and angels, we ain't always meant to be

I found a note there on the table taken down in lipstick red
She wrote thank you for a good time cowboy
And that was all it said
As I walked out the door and looked up at the sky
All I could think is maybe she was looking up there too
And dreaming about me

Yeah, her whiskey colored eyes pierced right down into my soul
As we waltzed in three-quarter time to some Texas country gold
But I woke up in Amarillo just this empty bed and me
'Cause you know cowboys and angels, we ain't always meant to be

Yeah, her whiskey colored eyes pierced right down into my soul
As we waltzed in three-quarter time to some Texas country gold
But I woke up in Amarillo just this empty bed and me
'Cause you know cowboys and angels, we ain't always meant to be
You know cowboys and angels, we ain't always meant to be

She was just passing through on a pub crawl in that little East Texas town
Never seen her kind of pretty 'round here
So I walked up and sat down

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