Somedays the Song Writes You

He's sneaky like Tennessee whiskey He always takes me by surprise He feels safe, he feels risky He's got the devil in his angel eyes There's nothing I can't tell him There's nothing he ain't heard When he don't say nothing Man I hang on every word He

It's just one of those days you can?t explain When nothing's right or wrong Too much wine or not enough So you just play along. There's no rhyme or reason Ain't a damn thing you can do Some days you write the song Some days the song writes you. Your

Nine ball rack sitting on the table Step right up if you're able Sonny gives a lesson to a hundred of games Lay the money down take dead aim House band rockin' way too long What you gonna do for a viper crowd Aint no white, ain't no black, Welcome to