Whiskey Makes Me Wild

I come from, the backwoods, the place where they warned ya not to go
I cling to, my bible, my family, and my gun
I could be a cold soul or I could light up like a fire
It just depends if we're drinking gin or if its a whiskey kinda night

I got a backroad heartbeat, fire in my veins
A little bit of mercy, a little bit “you don’t say my name.”
Oh I’ll do you right, Or I’ll do you wrong,
It all depends what we’re sipping on.
Oh oh, you know its the Gin that makes me smile,
But the whiskey, the whiskey makes me wild

So raise a glass, make a toast, to the ones, we miss the most.
I pray we meet, them again, when our time on earth comes to an end
I can leave you with some wisdom, or we could burn the whole place down tonight
It just depends if we're drinking Gin or if it's a Whiskey kinda night

I got a backroad heartbeat, fire in my veins
A little bit of mercy, a little bit “you don’t say my name.”
Oh I’ll do you right, Or I’ll do you wrong,
It all depends what we’re sipping on
Oh oh, you know its the Gin that makes me smile,
But the whiskey, the whiskey makes me wild

I’ll give you my shirt, I’ll draw my line,
I’ll bite my tongue, or I won’t this time,
Don’t search for what you can’t ignore
Choose your drink, and choose your door

I got a backroad heartbeat, fire in my veins
A little bit of mercy, a little bit “you don’t say my name.”
Oh I’ll do you right, Or I’ll do you wrong,
It all depends what we’re sipping on
Oh oh, you know its the Gin that makes me smile,
But the whiskey, the whiskey makes me wild