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Around Closing Time
by Lasa Robertson
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I've been to Vegas, New York and Hollywood
Wouldn't trade that time even if I could
Done a whole lot of living in a short time
Can't wait to get back 'cross the county line
Yeah, city living' just ain't my feel
What the hell am I gonna do in these, high heels
Trying to shake off a little this 9 to 5
I'm just a country girl stuck on a city grind
Around closing time
When this bottle here is the only friend of mine
I like to wind it on down
But it's hard 'round here hanging off the edge of town
Just take me to the country
Where I can take it slow down an old dirt road and they know my name
Where the loudest sound is my old dogs howl
While my guitar's bumping to the rhythm of a distant train
And you can do what you want with your own guns
While I pick 'em off, one by one
And if I smoke one don't nobody give a damn
It's just what I do not who I am
Yeah where I come from if you can't play the dozens
Keep your mama and your daddy and all your dame cousins home
And if I tell you off well I'm sure you had it coming
Don't mean me and The Lord ain't real good buddies tho'
Around closing time
When this bottle here is the only friend of mine
I like to wind it on down
But it's hard 'round here hanging off the edge of town
Just take me to the country
Where I can take it slow down an old dirt road and they know my name
Where the loudest sound is my old dogs howl
While my guitar's bumping to the rhythm of a distant train
Around closing time
When this bottle here is the only friend of mine
I like to wind it on down
But it's hard 'round here hanging off the edge of town
Just take me to the country
Where I can take it slow down an old dirt road and they know my name
Where the loudest sound is my old dogs howl
While my guitar bumps to the rhythm of a distant train
I've been to Vegas, New York and Hollywood
Wouldn't trade that time even if I could
Done a whole lot of living in a short time
Can't wait to get back 'cross the county line
Yeah, city living' just ain't my feel
What the hell am I gonna do in these, high heels
Trying to shake off a little this 9 to 5
I'm just a country girl stuck on a city grind
Around closing time
When this bottle here is the only friend of mine
I like to wind it on down
But it's hard 'round here hanging off the edge of town
Just take me to the country
Where I can take it slow down an old dirt road and they know my name
Where the loudest sound is my old dogs howl
While my guitar's bumping to the rhythm of a distant train
And you can do what you want with your own guns
While I pick 'em off, one by one
And if I smoke one don't nobody give a damn
It's just what I do not who I am
Yeah where I come from if you can't play the dozens
Keep your mama and your daddy and all your dame cousins home
And if I tell you off well I'm sure you had it coming
Don't mean me and The Lord ain't real good buddies tho'
Around closing time
When this bottle here is the only friend of mine
I like to wind it on down
But it's hard 'round here hanging off the edge of town
Just take me to the country
Where I can take it slow down an old dirt road and they know my name
Where the loudest sound is my old dogs howl
While my guitar's bumping to the rhythm of a distant train
Around closing time
When this bottle here is the only friend of mine
I like to wind it on down
But it's hard 'round here hanging off the edge of town
Just take me to the country
Where I can take it slow down an old dirt road and they know my name
Where the loudest sound is my old dogs howl
While my guitar bumps to the rhythm of a distant train
