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Written by Phillip Carol Sirmans and Greg Critchley with Cranford Hollow

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drop of whisky in a short glass
empty bottle of beer
been drinkin since dawn
now the sun's disappeared

hot whiskey in a shot glass
full bottle of beer
gonna find me a place
where I can shed this fear

torn down this town
so many times I can't remember
stumbling home
on these feet I soon surrender

broke down and dreamin
waiting for the day to come
so I can live that lifestyle
that I've been dreaming of

a woman's love and some cheap beer
her flowery perfume
picket fence and a dog
on the front porch sittin by you

but that will never happen
in my life of guilded sin
so pour me a stift one
and let it all begin again

torn down this town
so many times I can't remember
stumblin home
on these feet I soon surrender

torn down this town
so many times I can't remember
stumblin home
on these feet I soon surrender

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from Cranford Hollow Self​-​Titled LP, track released October 25, 2013
Phillip Sirmans: Bass
John Cranford: Guitar/Vox
Eric Reid: Fiddle/Vox
Greg Critchley: Drums
John Wilkins: Pedal Steel

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Cranford Hollow Hilton Head Island, South Carolina

Lowcountry Rock - HHI, SC

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