I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
Pedal to the metal, always do what I was told
Till I found out that my brand new clothes
Came second hand from the rich kids next door
Well I grew up fast and I grew up mean
There's a thousand things inside my head I wish I ain't seen
And now I'm just wandering through a real bad dream
Well feeling like I'm coming apart at the seams
Well thank you Jack Daniels
Old number seven Tennessee whiskey
Got me drinking in heaven
And the angels start to look good to me
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep
Well, thank you, Jack Daniels
Old, number seven, Tennessee whiskey
Got me drinking in heaven
And I know I can't stay here too long
Cause I can't go weak without doing wrong
Without doing wrong
Without doing wrong Without doing wrong
So I'm sitting at the bar stool and it starts to grow roots
Im feeling like an old worn out pair of shoes
Tell me what it is that i should do
When I'm swimming in the Liquor only halfway through
So I'm watching as his wings spread as wide as can be
Come on in and wrap them around me
Cause all I wanna do now is fall asleep
Come down here lay next to me
Well, thank you, Jack Daniels
Old, number seven, Tennessee whiskey
I've been drinking in heaven
Up there the bottle never runs dry
And you never wake up with the tears in your eyes
Well, thank you, Jack Daniels
Old number seven, Tennessee whiskey
I've been drinking in heaven
And the angels start to look good to me
They're gonna have to deport me to the fiery deal
To the fiery deal
To the fiery deal
To the fiery deal
