Summer 2005

Well I woke up this morning

Just like the days before

There were drunks on the couch

Beer cans on the floor

Ya know I can't pay my bills

Just tryin to stay alive

It was our first house

Summer 2005

So bring on the whiskey

& the brown-eyed girls

& fire up the pit out back

While we listen to merle

That summer sun

Is settin low

I twist one up

& I'm ready to go

There's guitars on the wall

Ready to be played

Ya know we sit on our amps

Sing the songs that we made

So bring on the whiskey

& the brown-eyed girls

Fire up the pit out back

While we listen to merle

They say we got no life

& we play too loud

Well they can kiss our ass

Cause we're on stage now

That leap of faith

That set our lives

Was there in that house

Summer 2005

So bring on the whiskey

& the brown-eyed girls

Fire up the pit out back

While we listen to merle

Aw we listen to merle

Little hank & merle