Daylight

(альбом: Trial By Fire - 2017)

Daylight, woah daylight
Daylight, is coming again
Whiskey, woah whiskey
Whiskey, my only friend

Got me a bottle, looking out at my El Dorado
Smoking a barro, whip up an egg and avocado
I'm on the porch like a slummy Ralph Lauren model
Flannel shirt like a lumberjack chopping a log-o
Pistol next to the ashtray, no bow and arrow
Got blah blah though, knock the beef outcha top nacho
I'm living life like there is a tomorrow
I'm slow motion, I'm slow cooking
The crock pot holds potatoes
I smell the storm coming, I like watching a sorrow
I like watching that muddy water filling up the potholes
I like hearing the woods cry, moan, whisper and sing songs
So I can think long; an aficionado
Raindrops on the string hit: a pizzicato
I'm free-falling, the airplane pilot's on idle
Freezer looking like I hit the lotto
And I got beer colder than a Colorado hollow
Do you follow?

And just like the howling wolf
A couple sips down and it's nothing but blues
Alcohol and rain, now that's what grown men do
You keep it one hundred, I keep a hundred proof
Cause when the raindrops falling on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
When the raindrops falling on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded

Drinking 'til I'm heavily faded
All the sudden the suds I'm sipping got me feeling edumacated
I complicate the uncomplicated
My drinking partners are the greatest
Me and my buddy, Jack Davis
Daniels, whatever, we Jimmy Beaming, if we get lucky, maybe
We get a visit from the baby King 13 and go fucking crazy
Ten racks for a crystal chandelier full of liquid swazy
Now Patsy Cline got me walking after midnight
I'm tipping the neck, gotta make sure to keep the lid tight
Was sitting up with attention and now I just sit like
Slump down in my chair like a pimp, pondering this life
I'm the great grandson of Otis Williams
Part of me's Cherokee, the other part is a pilgrim
So me and firewater's like splitting me up the middle
One's trying to love him, the other one's trying to kill a man

And just like the howling wolf
A couple sips down and it's nothing but blues
Alcohol and rain, now that's what grown men do
You keep it one hundred, I keep a hundred proof
Cause when the raindrops falling on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
When the raindrops falling on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded

Daylight, woah daylight
Daylight, is coming again
Whiskey, woah whiskey
Whiskey, my only friend