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Chris Young

Bartender?s sittin? them shots on the bar Those last two Eagar bombs hit me hard My best friend left and took the keys to my car Who?s gonna take me home

I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine In a shoebox the other night In between cleaning up files and messes That I'd made of my life Ticket stubs, poems

I like an old guitar Playin' a Gosdin song In a smoky bar That's what turns me on, yeah If that makes me a little old school Go ahead and call me yesterday

Hoverin' by my suitcase Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night A heavy rain is fallin' Seems I hear your voice callin', "It's all right" Rainy

She locked her fingers and bowed her head She said, "I'm late and I'm really scared" Now you can go but I hope you stay I'm gonna keep it either way

Chris I've been a hard man Been a lonely man Been around the world and back again My kind of freedom was always leavin' And I thought hearts were just

old song my old man sang to me Go ridin' young cowboy go winnin' and goin' out boy Don't let him put you on the ground Go spur him young cowboy de fur

Well I went and saw my doctor today he said son you've been eatin' the unheathly way you should eat the four food groups and cut back on beer But his

lovers. The last time we kissed I was blue. The first time you left I discovered. That there won't be another like you. Forever young. Love will always be, Forever young