Hole In A Bottle - Canaan Smith

Got a hole in my boots

So I gotta watch where I spit

Every time I chew

Got a hole in my boots

Got a hole in my jeans

Been working so hard

They’re about to fall apart

At the seams

I got a hole in my jeans

It’s a Friday night

And I’m out on the town

Man you know you’re gonna

Find me somewhere

There’s a hole in a bottle

Tonight I’m probably in it

Taking all my worries

Gonna bury 'em down

There’s a hole in a bottle

Just hit me bartender

Gonna sink to the bottom

And drink my way out

Gonna drink my way out

Gonna drink my way out

There’s a hole in the wall

Where the neon lights

Shine bright as a disco ball

That’s my hole in the wall

Well I got a hole in my heart

I can slide right up to some

Pretty little thing at the bar

Pass that hole in my heart

You can pop a top

You can twist that lid

Doesn’t really matter

Just as long as you get

That hole in a bottle

Tonight I’m probably in it

Taking all my worries

Gonna bury 'em down

That hole in a bottle

Just hit me bartender

Gonna sink to the bottom

And drink my way out

Gonna drink my way out

Gonna drink my way out

I don’t care if it’s from Tennessee

Kentucky or Denver, Colorado

Make it from wheat, make it from corn

I don’t really care

Just make it pour

From that hole in a bottle

Tonight I’m probably in it

Taking all my worries

Gonna bury 'em down

In that hole in a bottle

Just hit me bartender

Gonna sink to the bottom

And drink my way out

Gonna drink my way out

Gonna drink my way out