It's another one for you, another true story.
This one's about being drunk real early in the morning.
And I think I got that time because there's a certain time of day where it's just never acceptable, you know?
And because if it's four or five, it's like a late one, you know what I mean?
But like eight in the morning is never good.
Either way, you look at it.
And I've had them start that way and had them end that way.
So this is a song kind of about that.
It's called 8 AM.
I hope they play me
On your radio every hour
I don't need money, don't want power
Just want to know that you're hearing me
And I know now
You did what you came to do
You broke my heart back in two
You left me wanting more
If you could see me now
You'd be glad you left me
Just take a look at me now
Wasted at 8 AM
I've been riding
White horse back to freedom
But you gave me the range too
Now your trail is gone, baby
Well, if you could see me now
You'd be glad you left me
Said just take a look
A good look at me now
Oh, I'm wasted at 8 a.m.
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Oh, if you could see me now
You'd be glad you left me, baby
I said just take a look
A good look at me now
Oh, I'm wasted at 8 a.m.
If you knew, my, my, baby
You could see that I'm lonely
Sitting in my bed drinking
Wasted at 8 a.m.
Wasted at 8 a.m.
Thank you.
Yeah, you could tell that's when I wrote
Before I Moved to Nashville
because 8 a.m. don't rhyme with * in that song.