Six Years Gone

It's been forever and a day since I felt like this

Want a fifth of wild turkey upon a little kiss

And I don't miss that girl

If I did I wouldn't let it show

I might go to the moon

Might wind up dead

Wake up in mornin' in a stranger's bed

Well, I'm not concerned with any of that no more

Six years gone

Water through my hands

Well, you can blame it on me

Say, I wasn't your kind of man

Well, I'm in no mood to fight, no mood to bicker

Sittin' in the back seat, drinkin' your liquor

And everything tonight

Suits me just fine

Well, that little girl beside me barely knows her name

But she says, she loves it just the same

But I'm not about to say no when she

Offers me that a line

Six years gone

Water through my hands

Well, you can blame it on me

Say, I wasn't your kind of man

Six years gone

Water through my hands

Well, you can blame it on me

Say, I wasn't your kind of man

Yeah, blame it on me

Say I wasn't your kind of man