I Ain't Drinkin' in Pagosa

Lost highway is crooked
Looking like snake on the crawl
We was bookin' and jukin'
Man we's havin' a ball
We checked out the pueblos
Houses of play-doh
Down around old Santa Fe
Stayin up late and making up songs
We done forgot how to play

I ain't drinkin in Pagosa
Ima try to make the most of
This little run and make some money
Bring it home to my sweet honey
Need to polish my integrity
It's hard to find it in my pedigree
Are we drinking in Pagosa
Man we'll have to wait and see

Rolled into town
Run down, shot out, we's dead tired
Ridin' our hides to the bone
My eyes are on fire
Met a radio dog
Sweet as a cayenne
Smiled when I scratched her ear
Let's get to town and find us a place
Where we can sit and have us a beer

But I ain't drinkin' in Pagosa
Ima try to make the most of
This little run and make some money
Bring it home to my sweet honey
Need to polish my integrity
It's hard to find it in my pedigree
Are we drinking in Pagosa
Man we'll have to wait and see

We were mule deer drunk
Buttin our own heads for some doe
Might end up in jail
Where strangers still lay, I don't know
We found us a tavern
Down by the river
They let us plug in and play
We had us a round with the riff raff in town
We're still pickin' here today

I guess we're drinking in Pagosa
I's gonna try to make the most of
That little run and make some money
Bring it home to my sweet honey
Need to polish my integrity
It's hard to find it in my pedigree
Are we drinking in Pagosa
Man we'll have to wait and see
Are we drinkin' in Pagosa?
Maybe justa couple or three



Credits
Writer(s): Brad Haefner, David Turner, Jason Lovell, Jerrod Ford, John Dempsy, Joshua Miller
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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