I guess I grew up on an old dirt road
Pedal to the metal, always did what I's told
'Til I found out that my brand new clothes
Came second-hand from the rich kids next door

Oh, 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 wander through a real bad dream
Feelin' like I'm comin' apart at the seams

Thank you Jack Daniels Old Number Seven
Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
Angels start to look good to me
They gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep

Thank you Jack Daniels Old Number Seven
Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
I know I can't stay here too long
Cuz I can't go a week without doin' wrong

(Old number seven)
Without doin' wrong
(Drinkin' in heaven)
Without doin' wrong
(Old number seven)
Without doin' wrong
(Drinkin' in heaven)

So I'm sittin' as the bar stool it starts to grow roots
Feelin' like an old worn out pair of shoes
Oh, tell me what is it that I should do
And I'm a-swimmin' in the liquor only half-way through

So I'm watchin' as his wings spread as wide as could be
Oh come on now and wrap them around me
Cuz all I wanna do now is fall asleep
Come down here and lay next to me

Oh, thank you Jack Daniels Old Number Seven
Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
Up here the bottle never runs dry
And you never wake up with those tears in your eyes

Oh, thank you Jack Daniels Old Number Seven
Tennessee whiskey got me drinkin' in heaven
Angels start to look good to me
They gonna have to deport me to the fiery deep

(Old number seven)
To the fiery deep
(Drinkin' in heaven)
To the fiery deep
(Old number seven)
To the fiery deep
(Drinkin' in heaven)



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Thanks to (PussyTheCat) for correcting these lyrics. Aug 24, 2009