That’s the way it goes

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Sunrise coming, but we’re still alive,

Tank half-empty, but my heart is dry.

Dust on the tires, whiskey in our chest,

Out here living like the wild and the blessed.

Sippin' on tequila, rollin' in the road,

Banging señoritas, that's the way it goes.

Early in the morning, drinking on that Jack,

We’re rolling and a roaring, we ain't looking back.

Small-town nights, and neon signs,

A jukebox humming songs from long ago.

Hands on the wheel, but my heart’s untamed,

Out here chasing dreams too wild to name.

Sippin' on tequila, rollin' in the road,

Banging señoritas, that's the way it goes.

Early in the morning, drinking on that Jack,

We’re rolling and a roaring, we ain't looking back.

The moonlight's fading, but the bottle’s not dry,

Stars are burning holes through the sky.

Every mile we cover’s another tale to tell,

Of raising hell until the morning bell.

Sippin' on tequila, rollin' in the road,

Banging señoritas, that's the way it goes.

Early in the morning, drinking on that Jack,

We’re rolling and a roaring, we ain't looking back.