There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole You're so far from your weapon And the place you were born There's a bullet in my pocket burning a hole You're so far from your weapon And you want to go home I try to give you whiskey But it never do work Suddenly you're beggin me To do so much worse I knew it from the get go The bullet was cursed Ever since I had you Every little thing hurts You wanna get up Let go I say no You wanna get up Let go You wanna get up Let go I say no You wanna get up Let go <♪> You dream of seeing fire in them hills But you better wipe that smile from your lips Which of us will be the one to go He who hits the road's the one who lives You wanna get up Let go I say no You wanna get up Let go You wanna get up Let go I say no You wanna get up Let go <♪> You're so far from your weapon and you wanna go home Theres a bullet in my pocket burning a hole You're so far from your weapon and you wanna go home You wanna get up Let go I say no You wanna get up Let go You wanna get up Let go I say no You wanna get up Let go You wanna get up Let go I say no You wanna get up Let go You wanna get up Let go I say no You wanna get up Let go