If I had the choice

I don’t need another second

Give me five more minutes for packing

And I’ll be gone

And I will write you in my songs

Don’t blame me when I’m drunk

Just visit me if you’re wondering how things are going

Give me four wheels and a sixstring

A bottle of booze a day

And I’ll play my songs

And get wasted on my way

Well the things aren’t always shiny

But it’s always better than rain

And the whiskey will chase the clouds

Then the sun will find her way

And when I’ll wake up every morning

And I’ll think about you back home

I will drink another glass

For all those moments I’m feeling alone

Give me four wheels and a sixstring

A bottle of booze a day

And I’ll play my songs

And get wasted on my way

Could you tell to me what’s so great

Of being a slave for something that you hate

45 years of regrets

I prefer this road until I’m dead

Give me four wheels and a sixstring

A bottle of booze a day

And I’ll play my songs

And get wasted on my way

And I’ll play my songs

And get wasted on my way

And I’ll play my songs

And get wasted everyday