Not sure about this 
Sounds abit try hard



[Verse1] 

Hey I was driving home, from a friends house one night

When I was passed while stopped, at a four way stop sign

This guy was flying, when he passed me, he must have been doing seventy three, one little mis hap and he could have killed meeeee


[Chorus1]

I should have just drove on home

I still would have my dignity, and my left shoe on

I lost my mind, I offerd him some of my frys and then my orange drink was gone...


I should have just gone home

It would have been alright, I'd still have my right ear and I would hear y'all tonight.


[Verse2]

so I got really angry, and followed him down the street he wasn't gonna go home without hearing from me

ya I got really angry, and at the first stop light

I  pulled in front of him, and after that nothing went right.


he knocked me down, in the middle of the street, he ran back to his car and then he beat feet.


[Chorus2]

I should have just drove on home

I still would have my dignity and my left shoe on

I lost my mind, I offerd him some of my frys and then my orange drink was gone


I should have just gone home

It would have been alright, I'd still have my right ear and I would hear y'all tonight


[outro]

I should have just gone home, things would be alright I wouldn't feel all beat up laying in my bed...

I should have kept driving, I could have slept peacefully, but I had to let my freaking mouth get the best of me

I should have kept driving...




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Drink Away The Blues     Rodeo Sky

I got a mullet like a possum tail,
Boots so loud they leave a diesel trail.
I sing ‘bout trucks, dogs, beer, and pain,
But dang ol’ radio won’t play my name!

I mailed my demo on a scratchy CD,
With a six-pack coupon and a selfie of me.
I’m better than Garth, Tim, and ol’ George Strait—
But that radio man won’t let me be great!

Play me, Jacob, I’m a honky-tonk flame
Hotter than a grill at a tailgate game!

I done tattooed “Nashville” on my chest,
Right under where my mama says, “God bless.”
I rhymed “beer” with “deer” and “heartache stew,”
That’s classic country—shoot, who knew?

I parked outside that station for a week,
Played ‘Freebird’ naked with a chew between me teeth.
But radio guys just stared through the blinds so cold,
Like my platinum dreams weren’t solid gold!

Play me, Jacob, I’m a honky-tonk flame
Hotter than a grill at a tailgate game!

So if you hear this, Jacob, you radio clown,
Know there’s a star in this town wearin’ the future  country crown!

Radio Star

Coffey Anderson’s original song 
(Remix version)

Drink Away The Blues Rodeo Sky

Willie McCready (Songwriter)

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