Been awhile since I've pressed a Marlboro against my lips
I felt the brushing of the roll of the sweet smoke blowing in
An old familiar friend resting on my fingertips
It's been awhile since I've pressed a Marlboro against my lips
Yah it's been a long time since the shot gla** is in my hands
Oh but I ain't forgot how whiskey understands
I've been talking to this bottle... and we've been making plans
Yah it's been awhile since I've held a shot gla** in my hands
I'm still right up here on this wagon trying to hang on
Yah the Devil's riding shotgun, it's trying to push me off
[?] I can taste them
Man they coming on strong, but I'm still up here on this wagon hanging on
Seen a couple of owls just sitting on the stool
Now my cigarette ain't lit and my drink still full
Bartenders staring at me probably thinks that I'm some fool
It's been a couple of hours sitting on this tool
Riding up here on this wagon trying to hang on
Yah the Devil's riding shotgun and he's trying to push me off
[?] I can taste them 'cause it's coming on strong
But I'm still right here on this wagon hanging on
Yah I'm still up here on this wagon trying to hang on
Yah the Devil's riding shotgun and he keeps trying to push me off
[?] I can taste them
Yah it's coming on strong and I'm still up here on this wagon hanging on
Hanging on.. [x3] Yah
Hanging on