| by Pat Green 2000 | |
| Greenhorse | |
| Music/BMI. | |
| All Rights | |
| Reserved Momma cried when you left me, | |
| Know she's always loved you so, | |
| She said hey fool what the hell did you do | |
| I said now mom | |
| I swear to | |
| God I just don't know, | |
| Picture book sittin on the table, | |
| Memories were stacked up through the years, | |
| But tonight their ain't no pictures on them pages, | |
| Cuz your kinda gone | |
| And you're never coming back home again | |
| CHORUS And tonight all the dancehalls are empty | |
| No lovers on the floor | |
| So I'll sit here with my whiskey | |
| Drink it till | |
| I just can't drink no more | |
| And I don't know why you had to leave me, | |
| All I really know is that you are gone, long gone, | |
| And everywhere | |
| I go I just feel lonely, | |
| You're the only life | |
| I've ever known, | |
| And I guess you heard the highway calling, | |
| Because you packed up your things and headed for the coast, | |
| I had to fight the urge to follow, | |
| I guess some time away from me is all you've ever really needed most | |
| CHORUS And tonight you know this whole damn town is empty | |
| And I don't think | |
| I can take it anymore | |
| So I'll sit here with my whiskey | |
| Drink it till | |
| I just can't drink no more | |
| A Late night phone call from the | |
| East Coast, | |
| Said she had enough, | |
| She's coming on back home, | |
| Guess she went out and got crazy for awhile, | |
| If she leaves right now, | |
| Maybe she'll make | |
| Memphis by the dawn | |
| CHORUS And tonight you know this whole damn house is empty | |
| Tomorrow will be like it was before | |
| So I'll put away my whiskey | |
| Guess I just don't need it anymore | |
| Yeah I'll put away my whiskey | |
| Guess I just don't need it anymore |