From the album Average Jane - Digital LP

Music, Lyrics, Vocal - Sara Morgan

PERSECTIVE: Sara is the singer on this track, but she wrote the song for a male vocalist.

Lyrics



She likes her baby how I like my wine
Cool, clean, and dry
I like my baby sweet but she gets whiskey sour
If I come home late at night
Now that I got that girl by my side
Gettin' wasted's a waste of time

So I traded that barstool for white patio wicker
I just told 'em all the truth
That baby you got me thinkin' maybe instead of drinkin'
I should just come back home to you

They just kept sayin' she'll make you her slave
Good luck ever havin' a life
I said I remember the day I threw off my chains
The day I made that girl my wife

So I traded that whiskey for a jar of sweet tea
I just told 'em all the truth
That baby you got me thinkin' maybe instead of drinkin'
I should just come back home to you

I'm sorry boys but you ain't gon' convince me
That a beer is worth my girl
Cuz I'd toss every shot of whiskey they got
Down the drain 'for I lose my world

Well if you got a lady you don't keep her waiting
Cuz we all know what that turns into
So baby you got me thinkin' maybe instead of drinkin'
I'll just come on home to you.