It's the liquor in my cup,
it's the tag on my truck,
and the tag on the book that I dropped Thanksgiving last season.
Ten.
It's the letters on my head,
it's the dust on my desk,
when I take my last breath,
it's the dirt that they gonna bury me in.
Ten.
And still got the JD,
and the Dixie, and the UT on the TV,
and that Smokey Mountain smoke I'm breathing,
but I bid my last Rocky Top dollar that she's in,
CO or CA,
back home in GA,
and he played she won't see me.
Now the one thing I was needed,
is the only damn thing I couldn't keep in.
Ten.
It's that I-40 ride,
we took all the time she took that night,
when I couldn't talk her out of leaving.
Ten.
There ain't enough sad songs down in Nashville,
ain't enough moonshine up in them hills to give her a good reason,
to come on back to me.
Ten. And still got the JD,
and the Dixie,
and the UT on the TV,
and that Smokey Mountain smoke I'm breathing,
but I bid my last Rocky Top dollar that she's in,
CO or CA,
back home in GA,
and he played she won't see me.
Now the one thing I was needed,
is the only damn thing I couldn't keep in.
Ten.
It's the number
she ain't gonna pick up,
I would have gone with her but I couldn't give up,
I couldn't give up.
All the JD,
and the Dixie,
and the UT on the TV,
and that Smokey Mountain smoke I'm breathing,
but I bid my last Rocky Top dollar that she's in,
CO or CA,
back home in GA,
and he played she won't see me.
Now the one thing I was needed,
is the only damn thing I couldn't keep in.
Ten.