Lyrics

Darlin’ if he loved you more than his Jim Beam, he would still be here
But he’s out burning barrels not just giving you a scare just to be clear
If he had the chance to take a hundred shots and not fall six feet down
Then he would get his money from that pretty rock and get to drinking all them rounds

He’s going down to dive bars
And selling off your guitar
Is your name his red carpet gal
He won’t settle down, cause he knows you’ll stick around
You’re his red carpet gal

High school love is nice and sweet
But not when he grows up to be a’ walking in a’ half past too late
Don’t know if he’s out with the guys, or looking in a woman’s eyes
But either way he knows he’ll be okay
And I’m guessing that it started with you thought that you could change him in some time
But that plan has gone astray
So I just wrote this song for you
If you keep on doing what you’re doing
Darlin’ he ain’t ever gonna change

He’s going down to dive bars
And selling off your guitar
Is your name his red carpet gal
Oh, you’re laying down
And pouring all his rounds
You’re his red carpet gal

Darlin’ if he loved you more than his Jim Beam, he would still be here