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Well, I knew the first time I seen't you I was a long gone long goner It wasn't that smoke that was gonna get me Or that drink that was gonna kill me It was that black dress, hair in a mess Brown eyes burning a hole in my chest If you're going down, I'm a-going down with you There'll be two on the line if'n God goes fishing One tombstone with the same last name Better bring the big shovel, dig a double wide grave Ooh, I hold the door with my boots on the welcome mat Ooh, I follow you through the fires of Hell and back Oh, pour me one last whiskey And I'll pour you one last wine I'm talking six feet dirt deep buzzed tonight Ooh, I hold the door with my boots on the welcome mat Ooh, I follow you through the fires of Hell and back Ooh, yeah, you know I'll hold the door for you, baby Come on, in it's nice and warm, let's go, yeah If you're going down, I'm a-going down with you There'll be two on the line if'n God goes fishing Letras de cancionesOne tombstone with the same last name Better bring the big shovel, dig a double wide grave Ooh, I hold the door with my boots on the welcome mat Ooh, I follow you through the fires of Hell and back (Ooh) If you're going down, I'm a-going down with you There'll be two on the line if'n God goes fishing (Ooh) One tombstone with the same last name Better bring the big shovel, dig a double wide grave From Letras Mania