Back in My Drinkin' Days

Back in My Drinkin' Days - Chris Janson

Yeah that was me up there juking on the table

Higher than superman thinking I was able

End up in the back of a Mercury Sable

Handcuffs sure sucked ha

Cold beer flows like a spring from the foothills

Popping them down like hand full of sugar pills

Sun coming up ain't nothing but a buzz kill

Bright lights good night

That was back in my drinking

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking days ooh

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking days

Listen here now

Yeah GPC sells four for a dollar

Lighting one cigarette off of another

A little bit of doodle I ain't

Talking about the brothers

Uh oh yall know

Middle of the night try to get a little loving

Dude didn't like it said let me tell you something

Well you fight a good fight

When you ain't afraid of nothing

One hit was worth it

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking days

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking days

Of doodle

Well I'll since then the thick and thin

Has taught this man a thing or two

Thank god I lived to tell about

The stupid things that I used to do

Yeah oh

That was back in my drinking

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking days

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking

Back in my drinking days oh take it home now