Ain't Far From It

(albüm: Growin' Up - 2022)

Give me a stone cold George Jones, whiskey, bent barstool night
I wanna fly like a honky tonk moth to that neon light
This highway burning me up, blues been weighing me down
There's a hole in the wall needs filling on the edge of town
I'm gonna floorboard that Ford straight toward my baby's house
She'll be shining like a million dollar diamond second she steps out
She'll be slipping me sugar and buddy, she ain't gonna stop
Till we Bonnie and Clyde slide into that parking lot

'Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night
Get to cutting loose on this wound up tight
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strumming
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzing
All that leads to late night loving
We ain't there yet, but we ain't far from it

That Tele ripping Mississippi, cover band's sure on point
She on the dance floor, good Lord, dropping every jaw in the joint
When she flips that switch, I'm off like a rocket
Ain't no way to stop it

When we light that fuse on a Friday night
Get to cutting loose on this wound up tight
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strumming
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzing
All that leads to late night loving
We ain't there yet, but we ain't far from it

'Bout to light that fuse on a Friday night
Get to cutting loose on this wound up tight
Where twenty bucks buys guitars strumming
Paychecks turn to cold beer buzzing
All that leads to late night loving
We ain't there yet, but we ain't far from it

No, we ain't there yet, but we ain't far from it