Letra de Wrong Side Of The Street
Moonshine Bandits
Wrong Side Of The Street
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They say we come from the wrong side of the street
But it really don't matter to me
So grab you a Longneck Bottle
And raise it like you don't care
Let's hit the road and let it wind us
California, Mississippi, Carolinas
And I ain't home till I smell
That whiskey in the air
They say we come from the wrong side of the street
But it really don't matter to me
So grab you a Longneck Bottle
And raise it like you don't care
Let's hit the road and let it wind us
California, Mississippi, Carolinas
And I ain't home till I smell
That whiskey in the air
Burning a lonely cigarette, it's 3:45 a.m
And I'm staring at this bus windshield again
Come a hundred and 20 miles from good ol' San Antone
Got 440 more 'fore the night begins
So big wheels keep on turning down this Arizona highway
Got 4 more nights to play before we go home
And I hear California calling, telling me to come back home
Got one more stop and one more longneck gone
They say we come from the wrong side of the street
But it really don't matter to me
So grab you a Longneck Bottle
And raise it like you don't care
Let's hit the road and let it wind us
California, Mississippi, Carolinas
And I ain't home till I smell
That whiskey in the air
I'm gonna tell you like this here
Here, put your Longneck bottle
Well I guess I'm from the wrong side, I talk too fast
And I drink a lotta whiskey when I listen to Cash
And all the ink on my arms are my battling scars
Like the cigarette burns on a wooden guitar
And even CMT knows that I'm tatted head to toe
I'm proof that country music doesn't have a dress code
Breaking rules and breaking bottles but I bet I've seen it all
Wrong side of the street, or wrong side of the law
Now it's 3:45 I see a Waffle House sign
Pull the bus to the curb and let me go inside
Stage lights to highways, yeah it's been a long ride
But you can make it if you want to, you just gotta have a drive
Headlights still shining as we work through the highway
I've done a lotta wrong but I still did it my way
Different time zone, California's up the road
And if whiskey's in the air then I know I'm back home
They say we come from the wrong side of the street
But it really don't matter to me
So grab you a Longneck Bottle
And raise it like you don't care
Let's hit the road and let it wind us
California, Mississippi, Carolinas
And I ain't home till I smell
That whiskey in the air
But it really don't matter to me
So grab you a Longneck Bottle
And raise it like you don't care
Let's hit the road and let it wind us
California, Mississippi, Carolinas
And I ain't home till I smell
That whiskey in the air
They say we come from the wrong side of the street
But it really don't matter to me
So grab you a Longneck Bottle
And raise it like you don't care
Let's hit the road and let it wind us
California, Mississippi, Carolinas
And I ain't home till I smell
That whiskey in the air
Burning a lonely cigarette, it's 3:45 a.m
And I'm staring at this bus windshield again
Come a hundred and 20 miles from good ol' San Antone
Got 440 more 'fore the night begins
So big wheels keep on turning down this Arizona highway
Got 4 more nights to play before we go home
And I hear California calling, telling me to come back home
Got one more stop and one more longneck gone
They say we come from the wrong side of the street
But it really don't matter to me
So grab you a Longneck Bottle
And raise it like you don't care
Let's hit the road and let it wind us
California, Mississippi, Carolinas
And I ain't home till I smell
That whiskey in the air
I'm gonna tell you like this here
Here, put your Longneck bottle
Well I guess I'm from the wrong side, I talk too fast
And I drink a lotta whiskey when I listen to Cash
And all the ink on my arms are my battling scars
Like the cigarette burns on a wooden guitar
And even CMT knows that I'm tatted head to toe
I'm proof that country music doesn't have a dress code
Breaking rules and breaking bottles but I bet I've seen it all
Wrong side of the street, or wrong side of the law
Now it's 3:45 I see a Waffle House sign
Pull the bus to the curb and let me go inside
Stage lights to highways, yeah it's been a long ride
But you can make it if you want to, you just gotta have a drive
Headlights still shining as we work through the highway
I've done a lotta wrong but I still did it my way
Different time zone, California's up the road
And if whiskey's in the air then I know I'm back home
They say we come from the wrong side of the street
But it really don't matter to me
So grab you a Longneck Bottle
And raise it like you don't care
Let's hit the road and let it wind us
California, Mississippi, Carolinas
And I ain't home till I smell
That whiskey in the air
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