Текст песни Drinkin' My Way Back Home

I sobered up in Houston in the bed of my pickup truck
My head was hangin so heavy I could hardly hold it up
I got to thinkin bout sweet little woman I left all alone
And that's when I started rollin, drinkin my way back home.
Chorus:
Drinkin my way back home
Listenin to a honky tonk song
I hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong
'Cause Im drinkin my way back home.
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I can feel that Texas sundown on this redneck of mine
Everytime I pop a top, Im getting closer to the Arkansas lineGene Vincent - Drinkin' My Way Back Home - http://ru.motolyrics.com/gene-vincent/drinkin-my-way-back-home-lyrics.html
I left a trail of Lone Star beers from here to San Antone
So baby here I come, don't worry, drinkin my way back home.
Chorus:
Drinkin my way back home
Listenin to a honky tonk song
I hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong
'Cause Im drinkin my way back home.
Chorus:
Drinkin my way back home
Listenin to a honky tonk song
I hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong
'Cause Im drinkin my way back home...