Whiskey Bound by Sam Grow Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, this time feels different
She's on the phone with her best friend
Sayin' this is it
And packin' all her— shh
Better redownload my Uber
Heard my bar's servin' twofers
Rather drink than fight
I'ma let her say goodbye, yeah

[Chorus]
Now that she's really gone, pour me another one
Don't let my glass run out
I'd rather be free again than be stuck on this rusty merry-go-round
I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup she's usin' for movin' out
Hell, if I'm gonna chase her down
I'm hellbent on bein' whiskey-bound

[Verse 2]
As my buzz gets deeper, her leavin' gets sweeter
Keep an open tab
I'll close up on what we had
And got old Hank on touchtones
This is what he do
Screw lonesome, I could cry
I'ma celebrate tonight, yeah
[Chorus]
Now that she's really gone, pour me another one
Don't let my glass run out
I'd rather be free again than be stuck on this rusty merry-go-round
I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup she's usin' for movin' out
Hell, if I'm gonna chase her down
I'm hellbent on bein' whiskey-bound

[Chorus]
Now that she's really gone, pour me another one
Don't let my glass run out
I'd rather be free again than be stuck on this rusty merry-go-round
I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup she's usin' for movin' out
Hell, if I'm gonna chase her down
I'm hellbent on bein' whiskey-bound

[Outro]
Yeah
I'm hellbent on bein' whiskey-bound