[Verse 1]

I guess I grew up on an old dirt road

A-pedal to the metal, always did what I's told

'Til I found out that my brand new clothes

A-came second hand from the rich kids next door

And I grew up fast, I guess I grew up mean

There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen

And now I just wander through a real bad dream

A-feelin' like I'm comin' apart at the seams

[Chorus]

Well, thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven

Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven

An'a, angels start to look good to me

They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep

Oh, thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven

Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven

An'a I know I can't stay here too long

'Cause I can't go a week without doin' wrong

(Old Number Seven)

Without doin' wrong (I'm drinkin' in heaven)

Without doin' wrong (Old Number Seven)

Without doin' wrong (I'm drinkin' in heaven)

[Verse 2]

So I'm sittin' as the barstool, it starts to grow roots

I'm feelin' like an old worn-out pair of shoes

Oh, tell me what is it that I should do

When I'm a-swimmin' in the liquor, only halfway through?

So I'm watchin' as his wings spread as wide as could be

A-come on now and wrap them around me

'Cause all I want to do now is fall to sleep

A-come down here and lay next to me

[Chorus]

Oh, thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven

Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven

An'a up here the bottle never runs dry

And you never wake up with those tears in your eyes

Oh, thank you Jack Daniel's Old Number Seven

Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven

An'a angels start to look good to me

They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deeps

[Outro]

(Old Number Seven)

To the fiery deeps (I'm drinkin' in heaven)

To the fiery deeps (Old Number Seven)

To the fiery deeps (I'm drinkin' in heaven)