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Artist: Yelawolf
Album:  Trial By Fire
Song:   Daylight
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Yelawolf]
Daylight, whoa daylight
Daylight, is comin again
Whiskey, whoa whiskey
Whiskey, my only friend...

[Yelawolf]
Got me a bottle, lookin out at my El Dorado
Smokin a 'boro, whip up an egg and avocado
I'm on the porch like a slummy Ralph Lauren model
Flannel shirt like a lumberjack choppin a log-o
Pistol next to the ashtray, no bow and arrow
Got blah-blah though, knock the beef out ya top nacho
I'm livin life like there is a tomorrow
I'm slow motion, I'm slow cookin, the crockpot holds potatoes
I smell the storm comin, I like watchin a sorrow
I like watchin that muddy water fillin up the potholes
I like hearin the woods cry, moan, whisper and sing songs
So I can think long; an aficionado
Raindrops on the string hit, a pizzicato
I'm free-fallin, the airplane pilot's on idle
Freezer lookin like I hit the lotto
And I got beer colder than a Colorado hollow
Do you follow?

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
And just like the howlin wolf
A couple sips down and it's nothin but blues
Alcohol and rain, now that's what grown men do
You keep it one hundred, I keep a hundred proof
Cause when the raindrops fallin on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
When the raindrops fallin on that old tin roof
I pour myself a glass of liquor and I get the blues
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded
Call me what you want but don't call past two
Unless you got some liquor to contribute
To get down, to get down I get loaded down
To get down I get loaded

[Yelawolf]
Drinkin 'til I'm heavily faded
All the sudden the suds I'm sippin got me feelin edumacated
I complicate the uncomplicated
My drinkin partners are the greatest, me and my buddy Jack Davis
Daniel's, whatever, we Jimmy Beamin, if we get lucky maybe
We get a visit from the baby
King 13 and, go fuckin crazy
Ten racks for a crystal chandelier full of liquid swazy
Now Patsy Cline got me +Walkin' After Midnight+
I'm tippin the neck, gotta make sure to keep the lid tight
Was sittin up with attention and now I just, sit like
slump down in my chair like a pimp, ponderin this life
I'm the great grandson of Otis Williams
Part of me's Cherokee, the other part is a pilgrim
So me and firewater's like splittin me up the middle
One's tryin to love him, the other one's tryin to kill a man

[Chorus]

[Outro: Yelawolf]
Daylight, whoa daylight
Daylight, is comin again
Whiskey, whoa whiskey
Whiskey, my only friend