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