brown liquor
john anderson
when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run
i get t-t-tongue tied and i lose my mind
and everything comes undone
it's hard to explain how it bends my brain
when it's a-swimming in my blood
when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run
i can chug a lug on a big beer mug
i can win the blue ribbon every time
and i hardly ever cross that line
i can shoot tequila till all i feel-a
but if you see me starting on the jim or the jack
or the crown then you better run
'cause when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run
i get t-t-tongue tied and i lose my mind
and everything comes undone
it's hard to explain how it bends my brain
when it's a-swimming in my blood
when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run
i'm a pretty good guy most saturday night
sitting back and sipping on suds
and i do just fine on homemade wine
and i never think of shooting my gun
i'm a-okay when the band is playing
but when i start to slurp that devil in a jug
that's when my trouble begins
'cause when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run
i get t-t-tongue tied and i lose my mind
and everything comes undone
it's hard to explain how it bends my brain
when it's a-swimming in my blood
when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run
when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run
i get t-t-tongue tied and i lose my mind
and everything comes undone
it's hard to explain how it bends my brain
when it's a-swimming in my blood
when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run
when i drink brown liquor
than an old red fox on the run