I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
Pedal to the metal
Always did what I was told
Till I found out
That my brand new clothes
Came second hand
From the rich kids next door
When I grew up fast
I guess I grew up mean
There's a thousand things
Inside my head I wish I ain't seen
And now I just wondered
Through a real bad dream
Feelin' like I'm coming apart
At the seams

Thank you jack daniels old number seven
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven
Angels start to look good to me
They're gonna have to deport me
To the firey deep

Thank you jack daniels old number seven
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven
I know I can't stay here to long
Cause I can't go a week
Without doin' wrong
Without doing wrong
Without doing wrong
Without doing wrong

So I'm sitting as the bar stool
It starts to grow roots
Feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes
Tell me what is it I should do
When I'm swimming in the liquor
Only half way through
So I'm watching as his wings
Spread as wide as could be
Come on now and wrap them around me
Cause all I want to do now
Is fall to sleep
Come down here and lay next to me

Thank you jack daniels old number seven
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven
Up here the bottle never runs dry
And you never wake up
With those tears in your eyes

Thank you jack daniels old number seven
Tennessee whiskey got me drinking in heaven
Angels start to look good to me
They're gonna have to deport me
To the fiery deeps (old number seven)
To the fiery deeps (drinkin' in heaven)
To the fiery deeps (old number seven)
To the fiery deeps (drinkin' in heaven)