I am a twelve year old mccallum scotch. On the the third shelf of that bar.
Waitin for you to just drink me up.
I'm some sweet words from the sky floatin' down from a VanZandt star.
Waitin' for you to think me up.
I am a one way ticket on a south bound train waitin' to take you back home again.
To that big moon shinin', shinin' on my back porch tonight. Live mp3
GO: AMAZON
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