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I didn't shoot a man in Reno but I'm still doin' time
The only thing I'm guilty of is pouring heavy and cuttin' limes
Asking strangers whatchu in here for different answer every night
Me I make songs because I have to and drinks to keep on the lights
12 hour shift in a 3 chord town
Too far in to turn back now
Writing lyrics on a napkin before I pour another round
Chasing dreams on tips and $213 ain't gonna lie it's hard
What if I just end up spending my life behind bars
Well my friends are buying houses and I'm selling cheap old fashioneds
Waiting tables waiting years on something that may never happen
Another day another late night and a song no one will hear
But there's comfort in the fact that that's what everyone's doing here
12 hour shift in a 3 chord town
Too far in to turn back now
Writing lyrics on a napkin before I pour another round
Chasing dreams on tips and $213 ain't gonna lie it's hard
What if I just end up spending my life behind bars
But I know I'm never leaving
'Cause somehow I still believe in
Taking shots cause overtime
Big things can come from little dives
12 hour shift in a 3 chord town
Just one song could turn it all around
So I'm writing lyrics on a napkin before I pour another round
Chasing dreams on tips and $213 ain't gonna lie it's hard
What if I just end up spending my life behind bars
No I don't think I'll end up spending my life behind bars
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I didn't shoot a man in Reno but I'm still doin' time
The only thing I'm guilty of is pouring heavy and cuttin' limes
Asking strangers whatchu in here for different answer every night
Me I make songs because I have to and drinks to keep on the lights
12 hour shift in a 3 chord town
Too far in to turn back now
Writing lyrics on a napkin before I pour another round
Chasing dreams on tips and $213 ain't gonna lie it's hard
What if I just end up spending my life behind bars
Well my friends are buying houses and I'm selling cheap old fashioneds
Waiting tables waiting years on something that may never happen
Another day another late night and a song no one will hear
But there's comfort in the fact that that's what everyone's doing here
12 hour shift in a 3 chord town
Too far in to turn back now
Writing lyrics on a napkin before I pour another round
Chasing dreams on tips and $213 ain't gonna lie it's hard
What if I just end up spending my life behind bars
But I know I'm never leaving
'Cause somehow I still believe in
Taking shots cause overtime
Big things can come from little dives
12 hour shift in a 3 chord town
Just one song could turn it all around
So I'm writing lyrics on a napkin before I pour another round
Chasing dreams on tips and $213 ain't gonna lie it's hard
What if I just end up spending my life behind bars
No I don't think I'll end up spending my life behind bars
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Writer: CHRISTIAN EVERETT WOOD, CHRISTOPHER HOUSMAN, EMILY KATHERINE KROLL
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Hipgnosis Songs Group


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