Luke Combs - Lonely One Lyrics
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Lonely One
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What Are The Lyrics For Lonely One By Luke Combs?
Honey, how's that drink goin' down
Seems a little still for 2 P.M Holler if you need anything I've got an ear to lend I'll be right here cuttin' lines Countin' cash and stockin' beers I've got an idea what's on your mind So in the meantime, think on this I've seen girls like you in here before Watched broken hearts break Through that door a time or two And I'll bet he packed all his things You set out to curse his name and have a few And I'll bet you're doin' your best to move on Well, you're not the only lonely one This ain't my first rodeo I've seen the other side of this bar Pourin' salts on an open wound Sittin' right there where you are And I know it probably stings right now Somehow more than that Jim Bean But that clock on the wall will cure it all Even though that ain't how it seems I've seen girls like you in here before Watched broken hearts break Through that door a time or two And I'll bet he packed all his things You set out to curse his name and have a few And I'll bet you're doin' your best to move on Well, you're not the only lonely one I've seen 'em come, I've seen 'em go Girl, you ain't in this thing alone Oh no, oh no I've seen girls like you in here before Watched broken hearts break Through that door a time or two And I'll bet he packed all his things You set out to curse his name and have a few And I'll bet you're doin' your best to move on Well, you're not the only lonely one No, you're not the only lonely one |
Who Wrote Lonely One By Luke Combs?
Luke Combs, Erin Ashley O'keefe, Drew Parker
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What's The Duration Of The Lonely One By Luke Combs?The duration of Lonely One is 3:26 minutes and seconds. |
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