| Rainy nights, candles burning
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| I’m tossing, turning, my heart is hurting
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| Waking up bright and early
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| I grab my things, I’m gon' be late
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| So I jumped in my four-by-four
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| Then I left mud trails on the road
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| 'Cause I gotta get home
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| I’m in my mood
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| Tell me, what can I say? |
| You’re a glass of champagne
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| And I’m just Tennessee whiskey
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| Mood
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| Tell me, what am I to do when it’s all about you?
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| But I’m on this Tennessee whiskey
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| Yay, yay, yay-yay
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| Yay-yay-yay-yay
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| Yay-yay-yay
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| Girl, I’m on this Tennessee whiskey
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| I can’t remember the last time
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| We had a one-on-one under the moonlight
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| My heart can’t take no more of the little bitty lies
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| Deep down I had to swallow my pride
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| So I jumped back in my four-by-four
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| Then I left burnt rubber on the road, yeah
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| I’m in my mood
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| Tell me, what can I say? |
| You’re a glass of champagne
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| And I’m just Tennessee whiskey
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| Mood
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| Tell me, what can I do? |
| It was all about you
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| But I’m on this Tennessee whiskey
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| Mood
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| Tell me how can I change? |
| You’re a glass champagne
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| But I’m just Tennessee whiskey
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| Tennessee whiskey, Tennessee whiskey
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| Tennessee whiskey
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| Yay, yay, yay-yay
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| Yay-yay-yay-yay
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| Yay-yay-yay
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| Tennessee whiskey |