Chris Stapleton

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I've got cold weather and mountains on my mind 

As I try to escape the sunshine 

Tennessee whiskey keeps me company 

When the stars come out at night

It's nice and peaceful

Away from it all

But a voice is telling me you should probably leave

And get back to the crazy

So in the morning I'll lock up

And hit the road





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