Butch Walker – Roll Me Out (Guitar)

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What’s that bottle you got hiding friend, between the Maker’s and Jack? Can you do me a 

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solid and pour a taste to bring the memories back? Of a younger man from a different time. 

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When time was all he had. 'fore his own brother shot him down. 

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Twenty-two years ago today came back from the dead. Homecoming was short and sweet,

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I remember how it read. It said the war was over but the battle in me began.

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Put it on my tab, please don’t roll me out.                          

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Roll me out into a world that made a monster out of me. Roll me out into a road I used walk 

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on my own feet. Where I stare at eyes of strangers, and they'll never look back and see. A 

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light as bright as this daylight, come on roll me out.

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I swear I’ve said a million times while choking down these pills, That life don’t change at all 

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for me. I change it at my will. And I’ll never feel the shiver from this girl's hand on my 

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knee. At least, maybe she, can roll me out. 

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Roll me out into the night time; I’ll smoke whatever you got. Roll me out but don’t feel 

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sorry at least my memory wasn’t shot. I didn’t leave the glass half empty, no I drank every 

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drop.  In my mind I’m still standing, come on roll me out.

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At best they'll name a park bench in my honour when I’m done. I hope I’m buried with my mama's

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picture and my gun. They’re the only friends that talk to me in my darkest time. That

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darkness when they lower me down.

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Lower me down and talk about when I was young, and fun, and wild. Lower me down and know I 

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never hurt a woman or a child. Please remember I was just like you and still knew how to 

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smile. Forget you ever had... to ever roll me out.