Chris Janson - Back In My Drinkin' Days lyrics

Yeah that was me up there jukin' on the table Higher than Superman, thinkin' I was able End up in the back of a Mercury Sable Handcuffs sure s**ed Cold beer flows like a spring from the foothills Poppin' them down like handfull of sugar pills Sun comin' up ain't nothing but a buzzk** Bright lights, good night That was back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' days Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' days Listen here now Yeah GPC sells four for a dollar Lightin' one cigarette off of another A little bit of doobie, I ain't talking about the brothers Uh oh y'all know Middle of the night, try to get a little lovin' Dude didn't like it, said, "Let me tell you something" Well you fight a good fight when you ain't afraid of nothing One hit was worth it That was back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' days Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' days Well since then, the thick and thin Has taught this man a thing or two Thank God I lived to tell about it The stupid things that I used to do Yeah well That was back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' days Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' Back in my drinkin' days