[Verse 1]
If it comes from the whiskey, then pour me a drink
If it comes from the heartache, let me feel the sting
If it comes from the spirits, set em loose in this room
Either way tonight it s just me and the truth
[Chorus]
I wanna pray it like Jesus is list nin
I wanna play it like I m made of strings on wood
I wanna write it down like Hemingway
Like it s the last damn thing I ll ever say
And try to sing it like Patsy would
[Verse 2]
Sometimes it s a blessing, sometimes it s a curse
I ve let it keep me up all night lookin for the words
Sometimes a pen knows just what to say
And it spills out like a waterfall on a clean white page
[Chorus]
I wanna pray it like Jesus is list nin
I wanna play it like I m made of strings on wood
I wanna write it down like Hemingway
Like it s the last damn thing I ll ever say
And try to sing it like Patsy would
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
I wanna pray it like Jesus is list nin
I wanna play it like I m made of strings on wood
I wanna write it down like Hemingway
Like it s the last damn thing I ll ever say
And try to sing it like Patsy would
Gonna try to sing it like Patsy would