Lyrics Whitehouse Road (Live) - Tyler Childers

Early in the mornin' when the sun does rise
Layin' in the bed with bloodshot eyes
Late in the evenin' when the sun sinks low
That's about the time my rooster crows

I've got women up and down this creek
And they keep me goin' and my engine clean
Run me ragged but I don't fret
'Cause there ain't been one slow me down, none yet

Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than the grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw 'em in the river and get your fill

We've been sniffin' that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord, it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads

I got people tryin' to tell me "Red
Keep this livin' and you wind up dead
Cast your troubles on the Lord of lords
Wind up lyin' on the coolin' board"

But I got buddies up White House Road
And they keep me struttin' when my feet hang low
Rotgut whiskey gonna ease my pain
And all this running's gonna keep me sane

Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than a grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw 'em in the river and get your fill

We've been sniffin' that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord, it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads

When you lay me in the cold hard clay
Won't you sing them hymns while the banjo plays?
You can tell them ladies that they ought not frown
'Cause there ain't been nothin' ever held me down

Lawman, women or a shallow grave
Same ol' blues, just a different day

Get me drinkin' that moonshine
Get me higher than a grocery bill
Take my troubles to the highwall
Throw 'em in the river and get your fill

We've been sniffin' that cocaine
Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold
Lord, it's a mighty hard livin'
But a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads
It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads