by Pat Green 2000 Greenhorse Music/BMI. All Rights Reserved
Momma cried when you left me, Know she's always loved you so, She said hey fool what the hell did you do I said now mom I swear to God I just don't know, Picture book sittin on the table, Memories were stacked up through the years, But tonight their ain't no pictures on them pages,Cuz your kinda gone And you're never coming back home again
And tonight all the dancehalls are empty No lovers on the floor So I'll sit here with my whiskey Drink it till I just can't drink no more
And I don't know why you had to leave me, All I really know is that you are gone, long gone, And everywhere I go I just feel lonely, You're the only life I've ever known, And I guess you heard the highway calling, Because you packed up your things and headed for the coast, I had to fight the urge to follow, I guess some time away from me is all you've ever really needed most
And tonight you know this whole damn town is empty And I don't think I can take it anymore So I'll sit here with my whiskey Drink it till I just can't drink no more
A Late night phone call from the East Coast, Said she had enough, She's coming on back home, Guess she went out and got crazy for awhile, If she leaves right now, Maybe she'll make Memphis by the dawn
And tonight you know this whole damn house is empty Tomorrow will be like it was before So I'll put away my whiskey Guess I just don't need it anymore Yeah I'll put away my whiskey Guess I just don't need it anymore
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