Down Home
Headlights gone with the night
So I went to the bar
But whiskey can't fix all the pain in my heart
You said it was over
And that hit me hard
So drowning a memory
That's all I got
Small town back roads, the ones that you know
We used to drive, now I'm driving alone
Your friends say your happy, but girl I don't know
Your all I got left in this small town
Pretty Tennessee, Pretty blue jeans, fit you right I can see
I don't want you wasting no time, want you wasted with me
The way that Amarillo sunset hit your hair, the places we'd be
You're all that I need, You're down home to me
Down home to me
I never thought I'd see the day, you was gone like the wind
But looking back now, I could see why you left
Drinking this pain, like I'm some kinda fool
My closest damn friend is some worn out barstool
Ya, I've had a few
Kiss me like you do
I know when your drunk you remember those
Nights that we drove
Small town back roads, the ones that you know
We used to drive, now I'm driving alone
Your friends say your happy, but girl I don't know
Your all I got left in this small town
Pretty Tennessee, Pretty blue jeans, fit you right I can see
I don't want you wasting no time, want you wasted with me
The way that Amarillo sunset hit your hair, the places we'd be
You're all that I need, You're down home to me
Down home to me
You're down home to me, yeah
So I went to the bar
But whiskey can't fix all the pain in my heart
You said it was over
And that hit me hard
So drowning a memory
That's all I got
Small town back roads, the ones that you know
We used to drive, now I'm driving alone
Your friends say your happy, but girl I don't know
Your all I got left in this small town
Pretty Tennessee, Pretty blue jeans, fit you right I can see
I don't want you wasting no time, want you wasted with me
The way that Amarillo sunset hit your hair, the places we'd be
You're all that I need, You're down home to me
Down home to me
I never thought I'd see the day, you was gone like the wind
But looking back now, I could see why you left
Drinking this pain, like I'm some kinda fool
My closest damn friend is some worn out barstool
Ya, I've had a few
Kiss me like you do
I know when your drunk you remember those
Nights that we drove
Small town back roads, the ones that you know
We used to drive, now I'm driving alone
Your friends say your happy, but girl I don't know
Your all I got left in this small town
Pretty Tennessee, Pretty blue jeans, fit you right I can see
I don't want you wasting no time, want you wasted with me
The way that Amarillo sunset hit your hair, the places we'd be
You're all that I need, You're down home to me
Down home to me
You're down home to me, yeah
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Writer(s): Enzo Fiore
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