Текст песни Summer 2005 - Whiskey Myers
Well
i
woke
up
this
mornin'*
Just
like
the
days
before
There
were
drunks
on
the
couch
Beer
cans
on
the
floor
Ya
know
I
can't
pay
my
bills
Just
tryin
to
stay
alive
It
was
our
first
house
Summer
2005
So
bring
on
the
whiskey
And
the
brown-eyed
girls
And
fire
up
the
pit
out
back
While
we
listen
to
merle
That
summer
sun
Is
settin
low
I
twist
one
up
And
I'm
ready
to
go
There's
guitars
on
the
wall
Ready
to
be
played
Ya
know
we
sit
on
our
amps
Sing
the
songs
that
we
made
So
bring
on
the
whiskey
And
the
brown-eyed
girls
Fire
up
the
pit
out
back
While
we
listen
to
merle
Guitar
They
say
we
got
no
life
& We
play
too
loud
Well
they
can
kiss
our
ass
Cause
we're
on
stage
now
That
leap
of
faith
That
set
our
lives
Was
there
in
that
house
Summer
2005
So
bring
on
the
whiskey
& The
brown-eyed
girls
Fire
up
the
pit
out
back
While
we
listen
to
merle
Aw
we
listen
to
merle
Little
hank
& merle
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