Let the beer bottle
Rattle on my pistol
On the seat of
i was eightteen
my brother was twenty-one
one saturday evening
when all
Her hair was as black as Pike County coal
Her lips
If I were you
I would gladly loan to me
A dollar
There ought to be a town somewhere
Named for how I
Badge number 301
Sits in his car and stares at his
Got six bucks
Thats enough for a beer run
Now all we
Dont put a bridle on a bull
Hell never do what
When the rain runs down your window
And you can?t hold
Got a old horse
run loose on the farm
like a big
RURAL ROUTE CHRIS KNIGHT
Verse 1
I wasn't stranded in the desert
I wasn't drifting out to
Twenty-one days out on the road,
the van broke down in
In a café just off I-65 I seen a man
Got married at 16, had a 15 year old wife
Guess
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