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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jacob Bryant
Jacob Bryant
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Lee Beddingfield
Eric Lee Beddingfield
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Bryant
Jacob Bryant
Producer
Jesse Triplett
Jesse Triplett
Producer
Jaeffrey Catton
Jaeffrey Catton
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I did a one night stand in Phoenix
At a run down dirty bar
And as I stumbled off the stage
And old man grabbed my guitar
He said, "Son, I'm glad I caught your show
I really dig your sound
But you may never get your chance
If you don't slow down"
[Verse 2]
I said I'm hopped up on the cocaine
Shootin' whiskey, feelin' no pain
Need a handful of pills just to get back down
Half a bottle of George Dickel
And a fully loaded pistol
Scares off all the demons
Every time they come around
I've lost track of all the women
Can't get back what I've been spendin'
That's just the cost of livin'
More than one year at a time
[Verse 3]
Well, he was standing in the shadows
He fired up a cigarette
It was like I've always known him
Even though we've never met
There was something so familiar
That old six string in his hand
But then his words cut through the smoke
He said, I understand
[Verse 4]
Son, hold on, hopped up on the cocaine
Shootin' whiskey, feelin' no pain
Need a handful of pills just to get back down
Half a bottle of George Dickel
And a fully loaded pistol
Scares off all the demons
Every time they come around
I've lost track of all the women
Can't get back what I've been spendin'
That's just the cost of livin'
More than one year at a time
[Verse 5]
Well, I got and ice cold inner feeling
When I recognized that man
He said, "Hoss Lord, this outlaw bid
Can sure get out of hand"
[Verse 6]
When you're hopped up on the cocaine
Shootin' whiskey, feelin' no pain
Need a handful of pills just to get back down
Half a bottle of George Dickel
And a fully loaded pistol
Scares off all the demons
Every time they come around
I've lost track of all the women
Can't get back what I've been spendin'
That's just the cost of livin'
More than one year at a time
More than one year at a time
Written by: Eric Lee Beddingfield
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