Turn Up the Bottle Songtext
von Steep Canyon Rangers
Turn Up the Bottle Songtext
Seems like this road ain′t got no end
Since I left my home again
Thought it was just around the bend
Seems like this road ain't got no end
First comes struggle then comes strife
Bare knuckle and the point of knife
First comes struggle then comes strife
And there ain′t no running from this life
So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we're going back to Asheville town
Across the hills and across the plains
It's hard to say what will remain
Sometimes it all just looks the same
And I′ve never been more ready for a change
So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we′re going back to Asheville town
Button your coat, turn your hat down low
There ain't no easy way to go
When the cold wind blows as through your soul
Button your coat, turn your hat down low
So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we′re going back to Asheville town
Turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we're going back to Asheville town
Since I left my home again
Thought it was just around the bend
Seems like this road ain't got no end
First comes struggle then comes strife
Bare knuckle and the point of knife
First comes struggle then comes strife
And there ain′t no running from this life
So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we're going back to Asheville town
Across the hills and across the plains
It's hard to say what will remain
Sometimes it all just looks the same
And I′ve never been more ready for a change
So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we′re going back to Asheville town
Button your coat, turn your hat down low
There ain't no easy way to go
When the cold wind blows as through your soul
Button your coat, turn your hat down low
So turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we′re going back to Asheville town
Turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down
turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
Boys, we're going back to Asheville town
Writer(s): Graham Sharp Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com