Eric Ryan-Johnson - Two Hours out of Nashville

I am just two hours out of Nashville
Driving thru Knoxville, Tennessee
On my way back home to Tulsa
With a truck full of memories
And I wish that things were not this way
But it's the way it has be
When I get back home to Tulsa
You'll be a memory to me
And now all my best friends are my bartenders
They are just like therapists – but they serve drinks
I sit and drink and contemplate the way you treated me
It's like therapy – don't ya think?
As I'm driving down that interstate
First to Memphis, then Little Rock
Singing songs that remind me of the time we had
And how I wished it had never stopped
I open the windows, and shout out loud
"Why the hell did you treat me so?"
And when I get back home to Tulsa
You'll be a memory, for sure
But now all my best friends are my bartenders
They are just like therapists – but they serve drinks
I sit and drink and contemplate the things you did to me
It's like therapy – don't ya think?
When I finally get to where I'm going
And I've done so well to forget about you
Then I see how purty Tulsa sunsets look
And once more I'm reminded of you
'Cause the sunsets here look so beautiful
But not as purty as you do
And now back here home in Tulsa
I wish I was there with you
And now all my best friends are my bartenders
They are just like therapists – but they serve drinks
I sit and drink and contemplate the things you said to me
It's like therapy – don't ya think?
And now all my best friends are my bartenders
They are just like therapists – but they serve drinks
I sit and drink and contemplate the things you said to me
It's like therapy – don't ya think?
I sit and drink and contemplate those things you said to me
It's like therapy – don't ya think?

Written by:
Eric Ryan-Johnson

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