On The Rocks
She's probably stayin' at her mama's spillin' all the drama now
Wine drinkin' off the hurtin', twistin' all my words around
This ain't my first rodeo
Hold on, here we go
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself 'til they cut me off
Or 'til the doors are locked
Same old back again, are on a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
We've done more breakin' up again and makin' up again to count
Every single double ain't the only trouble goin' down
This drink and her love
Why don't I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
'Til they cut me off
Or 'til the doors are locked
Same old back again on a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
This drink and her love
Why do I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
'Til they cut me off
Or 'til the doors are locked
Same old back again on a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
Ain't the only thing on the rocks
Wine drinkin' off the hurtin', twistin' all my words around
This ain't my first rodeo
Hold on, here we go
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself 'til they cut me off
Or 'til the doors are locked
Same old back again, are on a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
We've done more breakin' up again and makin' up again to count
Every single double ain't the only trouble goin' down
This drink and her love
Why don't I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
'Til they cut me off
Or 'til the doors are locked
Same old back again on a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
This drink and her love
Why do I like the hard stuff?
Before I slam the door
I said, "Go to hell"
Call my buddies up
Now they're watchin' me drink by myself
'Til they cut me off
Or 'til the doors are locked
Same old back again on a bender
Bartender, don't stop, pour it on me
'Cause this whiskey ain't the only thing on the rocks
Ain't the only thing on the rocks
Credits
Writer(s): Justin C. Moore, Richard Chase Mcgill, Jeremy Stover, Paul Charles Digiovanni
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