The End

I've been southbound
I've been hellbound
Riding on a midnight train

Going too fast now
Think I oughta slow down
Standing in the pouring rain

Bottle of whiskey
Leaned up on an oak tree
Black label calling my name

Shoulda put the drink down
Now I'm going round
Thinkin' I'm going insane

And, I couldn't help you now
And, I couldn't help you then
You don't know what you have
Til' use it til' the end

You could've had it real good
Saw you in the rearview
Smelled ya from a mile away

You only had bad news
Never should've told you
Love ya don't mean a thing

And, I couldn't help you now
And, I couldn't help you then
You don't know what you have
Til' use it til' the end

And, I couldn't help you now
And, I couldn't help you then
You don't know what you have
Til' use it til' the end



Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Powell
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