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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Keyboards
Bekka Bramlett
Bekka Bramlett
Background Vocals
Kristen Rogers
Kristen Rogers
Background Vocals
Brian Allen
Brian Allen
Bass
Chris Powell
Chris Powell
Drums
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Guitar
Fred Newell
Fred Newell
Guitar
Ben Clark
Ben Clark
Horn
Nate Heffron
Nate Heffron
Horn
Leroy Powell
Leroy Powell
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Songwriter
Aaron Ratiere
Aaron Ratiere
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Recording Engineer
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Eddie Spear
Eddie Spear
Recording Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tell you what I'm gonna do with my whole day
I'm gettin' D.R.U.N.K.
Gonna let that whiskey river
Just a-carry me away
I won't think an ounce about you
As I watch the sunshine fade
There it goes, another one down
D.R.U.N.K.
[Verse 2]
I ain't takin' no lip, I ain't takin' out the trash
D.R.U.N.K.
Ain't puttin' on shoes, I ain't puttin' on pants
Ain't going anywhere, anyway
I lost you, whoop-de-doo
Yippie kay-ya-yay
Hell, I'm glad you're gone, you can kiss my ass
D.R.U.N.K.
[Verse 3]
Gettin' H.I.G.H., hi, how you doin'?
Raise a glass to a ragged life of ruin
Oh, pop a top and celebrate
There ain't shit to do today
Except gettin' D.R.U.N.K.
D.R.U.N.K.
[Verse 4]
Well, I could have been sleepin'
I could have been working
But D.R.U.N.K.
My time is a wasting and my heart is a beatin'
But D.R.U.N.K.
[Verse 5]
If I hadn't put so much time into the one who got away
Probably could have been a star by now
But D.R.U.N.K.
[Verse 6]
Gettin' H.I.G.H., hi, how you doin'?
Yeah, raise a glass to a ragged life of ruin
Oh, pop a top and celebrate
There ain't shit to do today
So get D.R.U.N.K.
Yeah, D.R.U.N.K.
[Verse 7]
D.R.U.N.
D.R.U.N.
D.R.U.N.K.
D.R.U.N.
D.R.U.N.
D.R.U.N.K.
Yeah, D.R.U.N.K.
[Verse 8]
Gettin' H.I.G.H., hi, Hallelujah
Oh, raise a glass to a ragged life of ruin
Oh, pop a top and celebrate
There ain't shit to do today
Except gettin' D.R.U.N.K.
Yeah, D.R.U.N.K.
[Verse 9]
D.R.U.N.
D.R.U.N.
D.R.U.N.K.
Written by: Aaron Ratiere, Shooter Jennings
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