I'LL FIND IT WHERE I CAN
WRITERS MICHAEL CLARK, ZACK VANASDALE

Ah! It’s just another wasted mornin’
While I’m holdin’ up the wall
Too much tequila makes me wonder
Why I’m headin’ home at all
Get that honky tonk feelin’
Every time your arms grow cold
I suppose that’s the reason
I need a home away from home
So I’ll say one more time
And I hope you’ll understand
If I can’t find it in your arms, babe
I’m gonna find it where I can
I can’t refuse them lonely women
Lord, I know just how they feel
I suppose that’s the reason
What you been givin’ me makes me feel
Honey, I’m gettin’ that honky tonk feelin’
Every time your arms grow cold
And I suppose that’s the reason
I need a home away from home
So I’ll say it one more time, one more time
And I hope you’ll understand
If I can’t find it in your arms, babe
I’m gonna find it where I can
If I can’t find it in your arms, babe
I’m gonna find it where I can