Old School
Creed Fisher
4:47Out where the river bends, the whiskey it still flows I stay high, that bottle's goin' dry, the devil he still knows He knows my name and I love to drink, and tonight it's a goin' down I worked all week and it's time to drink, boys I got that first round And I smell wood smoke in the air Fire embers dancing up above that orange glare I got kinfolk gathered 'round Axe in hand gonna cut that oak tree down I smell wood smoke I smell wood smoke That smoke smells a lot like some bridges that I burned That girl looks a lot like some lessons that I've learned I'm whiskey bent and I'm hellbound getting down with all my friends This road goes on forever son and this party never ends I smell wood smoke in the air Fire embers dancing up above that orange glare I got kinfolk gathering round Axe and hand gonna cut that oak tree down I smell wood smoke I smell wood smoke in the air Fire embers dancing up above that orange glare I got kinfolk gathering round Axe in hand gonna cut that oak tree down I smell wood smoke I smell wood smoke I smell wood smoke