DrinkOneforMe

Drink One for Me - Michael Ray

Lyricist：Jimmy Robbins/Jon Nite/Josh Thompson

Producer：Scott Hendricks

Somewhere in a small town there's a bag getting packed

In a bedroom at the far end of a gravel cul de sac

Someone riding shotgun there's some army green fatigues

On a pin drop quiet drive with a tear in every seat

At that empty airport gate there's a soldier saying hey

Drink one for me on Friday night

Throw 'em back and laugh and tip the band I like

Drink one for me and remember why

I'm doing what I'm doing when you raise 'em high

While I'm where I need to be drink one for me

Somewhere in the static in a half a world away

There's a tired voice on the phone saying everything's okay

And if that weather holds up go load up that boat of mine

Head on out to flat rock point and drop a couple lines

The say I'll get home soon but 'til I do

Drink one for me on Friday night

Throw 'em back and laugh and tip the band I like

Drink one for me and remember why

I'm doing what I'm doing when you raise 'em high

While I'm where I need to be drink one for me

Somewhere there's a crowded corner downtown bar tonight

With a bunch of ice cold amber bottles raised in the neon light

Drink one for me on Friday night

Throw 'em back and laugh and tip the band I like

Drink one for me and remember why

I'm doing what I'm doing when you raise 'em high

While I'm where I need to be

Yeah I'm where I need to be drink one for me

Yeah drink one for me

Drink one for me

Drink one for me