Drinkin' My Way Back Home

I sobered up in Houston in the bed of my pickup truck

My head was hanginÔÇÖ so heavy I could hardly hold it up

I got to thinkinÔÇÖ ÔÇ˙bout sweet little woman I left all alone

And thatÔÇÖs when I started rollinÔÇÖ, drinkinÔÇÖ my way back home.



Chorus:

DrinkinÔÇÖ my way back home

ListeninÔÇÖ to a honky tonk song

I hope the devil in my soul donÔÇÖt steer me wrong

'Cause IÔÇÖm drinkinÔÇÖ my way back home.



--- Instrumental ---



I can feel that Texas sundown on this redneck of mine

Everytime I pop a top, IÔÇÖm gettingÔÇÖ closer to the Arkansas line

I left a trail of Lone Star beers from here to San Antone

So baby here I come, donÔÇÖt worry, drinkinÔÇÖ my way back home.



Chorus:

DrinkinÔÇÖ my way back home

ListeninÔÇÖ to a honky tonk song

I hope the devil in my soul donÔÇÖt steer me wrong

'Cause IÔÇÖm drinkinÔÇÖ my way back home.



Chorus:

DrinkinÔÇÖ my way back home

ListeninÔÇÖ to a honky tonk song

I hope the devil in my soul donÔÇÖt steer me wrong

'Cause IÔÇÖm drinkinÔÇÖ my way back home...