Runnin' Low

歌詞

I tried to sell some guy an 8 ball of the sweet El Paso dust He said, "Son, I'm a Christian I don't fuckin' touch that stuff" I told him "I don't either, but if you don't buy can we settle on a hug?" Strung out, pushing 90, twenty miles from Abilene Skipped town on a DUI from drinking memories Of you and me in Cabo, and those pictures that I swore that I'd delete And I got these women going crazy for the sound And a whisky cloud that keeps on rainin' down Running high on everything, but I still got the blues Honey, I'm just running low on you Well, I thought I made it home last night to rest my broken heart But I woke up, I was laid up in a Dollar General cart With a bag filled with Pedialyte and "Take me back, I'm sorry" Hallmark cards And I smoked my lucky cigarette, but no luck came to me At that old Choctaw Casino where I bet your diamond ring What's the point of winning when you're the only jackpot I need? And I got these women going crazy for the sound And a whisky cloud that keeps on rainin' down Running high on everything, but I still got the blues Honey, I'm just running low on you If I could just stay sober enough to get down on one knee I'd learn to tie my shoes again and say, "Please marry me" But I understand if you've got plans to settle down with anyone but me And I got these women going crazy for the sound And a whisky cloud that keeps on rainin' down Running high on everything, but I still got the blues Honey, I'm just running low on you Honey, I'm just running low on you Honey, I'm just running low on you Running high on everything, but I still got the blues Honey, I'm just running low on you