Description

One-Stop, Singer Songwriter country rock, Medium tempo, organic, upbeat, nostalgic, pensive, drinking, heartfelt, anthemic, good times, driving, rocking, young, youthful, defiant, rebellious, alternative, burning, lonely, fun, southern, roots, melancholy, longing, bright, energetic, lively, americana, major, carefree, celebratory, Male vocals, background vocals, acoustic guitar, bass, drums, electric guitar, organ, pads, Bradenton, Florida, United States

Lyrics

Watch 'em come and go like a flash in the pan
But everybody knows that we're lifers man
Yeah I know this place like the back of my hand
A long time ago we put a flag in the sand

All the late nights in the 813
At the Crowbar and the New World Brewery
Baby we ain't as reckless as we used to be
But we can run with the devil when the drinks are free

We learn our lessons the hard way
We lay it all on the line
We pay our dues on the highway
So many miles behind
We bare our souls in the barlight?We leave our blood on the stage
It's only chords on a fretboard
It's only words on a page

See I was born with an empty space to fill
Just a kid dreaming, leaning on a window sill
Now I gotta keep moving, baby, can't stand still
'Cause if the drinking don't kill me the anxiety will

We learn our lessons the hard way
We lay it all on the line
We pay our dues on the highway
So many miles behind
We bare our souls in the barlight?We leave our blood on the stage
It's only chords on a fretboard
It's only words on a page

It's only words on a page
We leave our blood on the stage...