Bethlehem, Ohio Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I keep rolling up my sleeves
It's pretty warm for Christmas Eve
Streetlights all made up to look like candy canes
700 miles from all my old problems
Drinking an ice cold Miller lite
In a bar called Rock Bottom
Ran out of cash on the last time I filled the tank
Got a card but don't wanna pay the bank
Should be wrapping presents for my seven year old son
Yet I'm turning out my pockets in Amelia
Cross the street and grit my teeth
Gotta pay the piper someday
Don't know what I thought I'd find
In some midwestern alleyway
Stores all dark behind the glass
I guess I'll get myself up off the ground
I'm gonna drive all night
Far as the tank can get me
And if heaven allows
I'll be home by morning