Daylight

Daylight, woah daylight

Daylight, is coming again

Whiskey, woah whiskey

Whiskey, my only friend

Got me a bottle, lookin' out at my El Dorado

Smokin' a barro, whip up an egg and avocado

I'm on the porch like a slummy Ralph Lauren model

Flannel shirt like a lumberjack choppin' a log-o

Pistol next to the ashtray, no bow and arrow

Got blah blah though, knock the beef outcha top nacho

I'm livin' life like there is a tomorrow

I'm slow motion, I'm slow cookin'

The crock pot holds potatoes

I smell the storm comin', I like watching a sorrow

I like watching that muddy water fillin' up the potholes

I like hearing the woods cry, moan, whisper and sing songs

So I can think long; an aficionado

Raindrops on the string hit: a pizzicato

I'm free-fallin', the airplane pilot's on idle

Freezer lookin' like I hit the lotto

And I got beer colder than a Colorado hollow

Do you follow?

And just like the howlin' wolf

A couple sips down and it's nothin' but blues

Alcohol and rain, now that's what grown men do

You keep it one hundred, I keep a hundred proof

Cause when the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof

I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues

To get down, to get down I get loaded down

To get down I get loaded

Call me what you want but don't call past two

Unless you got some liquor to contribute

To get down, to get down I get loaded down

To get down I get loaded

When the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof

I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues

To get down, to get down I get loaded down

To get down I get loaded

Call me what you want but don't call past two

Unless you got some liquor to contribute

To get down, to get down I get loaded down

To get down I get loaded

Drinkin' 'til I'm heavily faded

All the sudden the suds I'm sippin' got me feelin' edumacated

I complicate the uncomplicated

My drinkin' partners are the greatest

Me and my buddy, Jack Davis

Daniels, whatever, we Jimmy Beamin', if we get lucky, maybe

We get a visit from the baby King 13 and go fuckin' crazy

Ten racks for a crystal chandelier full of liquid swazy

Now Patsy Cline got me walkin' after midnight

I'm tippin' the neck, gotta make sure to keep the lid tight

Was sittin' up with attention and now I just sit like

Slump down in my chair like a pimp, pondering this life

I'm the great grandson of Otis Williams

Part of me's Cherokee, the other part is a pilgrim

So me and firewater's like splittin' me up the middle

One's tryin' to love him, the other one's tryin' to kill a man

And just like the howlin' wolf

A couple sips down and it's nothin' but blues

Alcohol and rain, now that's what grown men do

You keep it one hundred, I keep a hundred proof

Cause when the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof

I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues

To get down, to get down I get loaded down

To get down I get loaded

Call me what you want but don't call past two

Unless you got some liquor to contribute

To get down, to get down I get loaded down

To get down I get loaded

When the raindrops fallin' on that old tin roof

I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues

To get down, to get down I get loaded down

To get down I get loaded

Call me what you want but don't call past two

Unless you got some liquor to contribute

To get down, to get down I get loaded down

To get down I get loaded

Daylight, woah daylight

Daylight, is coming again

Whiskey, woah whiskey

Whiskey, my only friend