Letra
Ver letra con acordes
It s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell the worlds gone to hell
And we re sure gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just doesn t hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill, friend
You can keep your pills
Cause it s all going to pot
That cracklecobbleheadinabox
Must think I m dumb as a rock
Readin the daily news
While I m kickin n off my shoes
It s scarin me outta my socks
The Red Headed Stranger I m not
But buddy, let me tell you what
I ya ask ol Will, he ll tell ya here s the deal
Friends, it s all goin to pot
Well, it s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world s gone to hell
And we re all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn t hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It s all going to pot
Well I thought I had found me a girl
Sweetest little thing in the world
But all my jokes went up in smoke
When I caught her makin eyes at Merle
He said, sweet little honey
With her eye on your money
She s gonna take every penny you got
I said she s never gonna get it
Cause I ve already spent it
Merle, it s all goin to pot
Well, it s all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world s gone to hell
And we re all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn t hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It s all going to pot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It s all going to pot