Black Smiths - White Horse
текст песни

I've got up at the morning time
Feelin' so bad, feein' down the line
All bottles're empty and nobody's home
I need a gasoline to start my motor on
Red hot mama goaway from me
Mother said me that drink is bad

One more glip and I'll be OK
One more glip and I'll be alright

Bottoms up! Get the music louder
My glass 'comes empty, whiskey goes like water
I've ridden the "White Horse" and ready to fly
It's not enough! I'm gonna drink it to dry!
Red hot mama go away from me
Oh shi... I'm gonna hit to the ground...