作词 : Ben Johnson/Blake Pendergrass/Josh Thompson

作曲 : Ben Johnson/Blake Pendergrass/Josh Thompson

I was a bad reputation, with an attitude to match

Hell, man, I'm goin' nowhere, and gettin' there lyin' fast

Twenty-one lookin' thirty, but actin' half my age

Bound to hit a wall before I ever hit the brakes

*******, it got Elvis

Whiskey, it got Hank

Always thought somethin' like that might send me on my way

But you took hold of me, like only woman can

And gave all the reasons to live, to a set on dyin' man

When a Friday meets a Sunday

You can't help but see the light

I never believe in angels

'Till one believed me in that night

Turned my off-track into a straight line

Before I turned into a headline

*******, it got Elvis

Whiskey, it got Hank

Always thought somethin' like that might send me on my way

But you took hold of me, like only woman can

And gave all the reasons to live, to a set on dyin' man

Woah-oh

Turn a wrong way man one-eighty

Settle down and give another

Yeah, you changed what changed me

So the world won't see another

*******, it got Elvis

Whiskey, it got Hank

Always thought somethin' like that might send me on my way

But you took hold of me, like only woman can

And gave all the reasons to live, to a set on dyin' man

A sad old dyin'