I didn’t have to drink hank or smoke like Willie did
It just came natrual, and that’s the way it is
I got a little front porch running through my veins
Slamming screen doors and picking helps to ease my vein
From the choir in the back pew to the honky tonks
Playing old souls like George Jones Lord I’m too far gone
Yeah, I need these neon lights
Cause that’s the only damn thing that gets me high
If I barely make it in on a broken wing
Blame it on the devil and my old six string
I made this life harder than it had to be
Married and divorced by the time I was 23
Hooked on the bright lights, the night life, and the party crowd
What kind of woman would wanna hang around
But, I need these neon lights
Cause that’s the only damn thing that gets me high
If I barely make it in on a broken wing
Blame it on the devil and my old six string
Yeah, I need these neon lights
Cause that’s the only damn thing that gets me high
If I barely make it in on a broken wing
Blame it on the devil and my old six string
Yeah, blame it on the devil and my old six string
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