Paroles de Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives

Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Threes a crowd, one more's a fight
Four good ways to wreck your life
Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives

Before i got this martin box
Before i put my guns in hot
Every night was on the rocks
Before i got this martin box

Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Threes a crowd, one more's a fight
Four good ways to wreck your life
Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives

Well, a shot of brown in a glass of ice
Will loosen up your fingers nice
Songs that give the girls a thrill
Son, that's the kind can get you killed

Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Threes a crowd, one more's a fight
Four good ways to wreck your life
Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives

Well, guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Three's a crowd, one more's a fight
Four good ways to wreck your life
Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives