Gentleman Jack

He loves drinking but he's no good at it
And when you're with him
We both know what happens
By the time I see it on his face, I'm already too late
And I'm left here cleaning up the mess you've made

You ain't no angel on his shoulder
You're just a ghost that creeps in from the past
Pulling those skeletons out of his closet
Only the devil could have a hold on him like that
You ain't no gentleman, Jack

By the first round, he starts slipping
A couple more down, and he's got no limits
His quiet voice starts getting loud, them fighting words come pouring out
He's just a puppet on your string, oh you're the only one to blame

You ain't no angel on his shoulder
You're just a ghost that creeps in from the past
Pulling those skeletons out of his closet
Only the devil could have a hold on him like that
All wrapped up in your pretty silver label
From the second that his lips hit the glass
You turn the man that I love into a stranger
And he'll have to give you up if he ever wants me back
Only the devil could have a hold on him like that
You ain't no gentleman, Jack

He loves drinking but he's no good at it
And when you're with him
We both know what happens



Credits
Writer(s): Sarajane Mcdonald, Ava Davis, Kelli Johnson
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