Drinkin' My Way Back Home Lyrics
What Are The Lyrics For Drinkin' My Way Back Home By Gene Watson? I sobered up in Houston In the bed of my pickup truck My head was hangin' so heavy I could hardly hold it up I got to thinkin' 'bout Sweet little woman I left all alone And that's when I started rollin' Drinkin' my way back home Drinkin' my way back home Listenin' to a honky tonk song I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong 'Cause I'm drinkin' my way back home I can feel that Texas sun Down on this redneck of mine Every time I pop top I'm getting closer to the Arkansas line I left a trail of Lone Star beers From here to San Antone So, baby, here I come, don't worry Drinkin' my way back home Drinkin' my way back home Listenin' to a honky tonk song I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong 'Cause I'm drinkin' my way back home Drinkin' my way back home Listenin' to a honky tonk song I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong 'Cause I'm drinkin' my way back home Here I come, baby
Who Wrote Drinkin' My Way Back Home By Gene Watson? Don J. Scaife, Phil S. Thomas, Ronny Scaife
What's The Duration Of The Drinkin' My Way Back Home By Gene Watson? The duration of Drinkin' My Way Back Home is 2:04 minutes and seconds.

Drinkin' My Way Back Home