"We're Gone" lyrics
"We're Gone"
Every night we're in a honky tonk tryin' to get paid
Playing for all the cowboys who are tryin' to get laid
And if you don't like our style and you don't like our song
Well the good news is, we're gone
Last night we played in Denver down at the Grizzly Rose
It must have been the altitude that gave me the bloody nose
But now we're all out of time and all the clean shirts to put on
But the good news is, we're gone
We'll black out at 2 A.M. and get into a fight
Spendin' all of our money from the gig we played last night
And when the bottle's finally empty and not much else could go wrong
Well the good news is, we're gone
We pulled into Tennessee a little higher off the ground
Came to play some country, boys, and we came to paint the town
Well it's one more night in Nashville and then home to San Antone
But the good news is, we're gone
We'll black out at 2 A.M. and get into a fight
Spendin' all of our money from the gig we played last night
And when the bottle's finally empty and not much else could go wrong
Well the good news is, we're gone
We're gone
Writer(s): Micheal Harmeier
- AZLyrics
- M
- Mike And The Moonpies Lyrics
album:
"Steak Night At The Prairie Rose" (2018)
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