Drinking Alone

Drinking alone, lucky number 7 in my red Solo
Only sixteen and headed down a road that I don't wanna go
Drinking this liquor and smoking this weed in the Oklahoma cold
Old bar rooms, fake IDs, and living life alone

Got a bad crowd I run around with that my mom warned me about
It's hard for her to know about my life when I'm never at the house
I know God's watching, I feel my life has really let him down
Pop's always said, "No matter the hurt, don't let your hat frown"

I'll sit in this dark room just drinking alone
Nothing but some Jack and Merle on the radio
I've gotta find a way out of this empty home
But I live in the present, so I'm drinking alone

Pounding headache and then another drink to make the pain go away
I'm a cowboy, gotten used to ladies begging me to stay
But I work all day, so I jump in the Ford and slowly drive away
Meet another girl at the bar just to give me a place to stay

Yeah, I sit in this dark room just drinking alone
Nothing but some shine and Zach Bryan on the radio
I've gotta find a way out of this empty home
But I'll do that tomorrow 'cause I'm drinking alone

Wake up in the back of a speeding ambulance with my mom by my side
Watching my life fade away, I think I'm about to flat line
Mama telling me, screaming, and crying she can't watch me go
Last words to mama was, "I was in the dark just drinking alone"