Turn Up The Bottle

Seems like this road ain't got no end
Since I left my home again
Thought it was just around the bend
Seems like this road ain't got no end

First comes struggle then comes strife
Bare knuckle and the point of knife
First comes struggle then comes strife
And there ain't no running from this life

So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we're going back to Asheville town

Across the hills and across the plains
It's hard to say what will remain
Sometimes it all just looks the same
And I've never been more ready for a change

So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we're going back to Asheville town

Button your coat, turn your hat down low
There ain't no easy way to go
When the cold wind blows as through your soul
Button your coat, turn your hat down low

So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we're going back to Asheville town

Turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we're going back to Asheville town