sits and keep drinking with his thoughts strayed so far? It's the same old sad story that has often been told One drink, then another, till he's out of control
Who sits and keep drinking with his thoughts strayed so far It's the same old sad story that has often been told One drink then another till he's out of control
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a hell of a mess. Who's in control, well I don't know. It ain't me I guess. She took my cowboy boots and my fishin' gear, My George Jones CD's and my
Or no where to go It makes me feel like sometimes I'm outta control So, I'm gonna get wasted With all my country heroes And I'm drinkin' some George Jones
, or no where to go It makes me feel like sometimes I'm outta control So I'm gonna get wasted with all my country heroes I'm drinkin' some George Jones
it's only Monday afternoon Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room It's just me and fifth of Beam Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones
a hell of a mess Who?s in control, well I don?t know It ain?t me I guess She took my cowboy boots and my fishin? gear My George Jones CDs and my case
turn, or no where to go It makes me feel like sometimes I'm outta control So I'm gonna get wasted with all my country heroes I'm drinkin' some George Jones
to turn, or no where to go It makes me feel like sometimes I'm outta control So I'm gonna get wasted with all my country heroes I'm drinkin' some George Jones
