Coffee City

Here I come
Coffee City, Here I come...
I'm all out, of Bourbon Whiskey
Here I come...

You're an angel on the lake
On the line you sit and wait
Wait for me, Coffee City
Here I come...

I've got credit cards, to max out
Here I come...
I've been dry, for near a week now
Here I come...

It's a long drive cross the bridge
But I got to fill my fridge
I'm all out, so Coffee City
Here I come...

And it'll take time
To get to that line
But I swear, when I hit Kilo's
I'll be over it!

I'll have a big smi-ile
Drivin' the last mi-ile
Then I'll pop, the trunk
And fill it up with happiness

And it's four, PM on Friday
Here I come...
And I'll stock up. like it's D-day
Here I come...

And their ain't no finer scene
Drivin' cross 'ol Palestine
Straight across to Coffee City
Here I come...

Yes I'll pop, my trunk and fill
I'll pop the trunk and fill
I'll pop the trunk
And fill 'er up with happiness...



Credits
Writer(s): Gregg Yows
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