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Brett Kissel – Get The Hell Out Of This Town Lyrics

Read the lyrics to “Get The Hell Out Of This Town” by Brett Kissel.

Brett Kissel Get The Hell Out Of This Town cover art
Artist Brett Kissel
Genre Country

Get The Hell Out Of This Town Lyrics

I bought a beer for the preacher
Guess we both had a hell of a week
We took different roads in this life
But tonight they both drove us to drink

Ooh, a couple burned out believers
One ain’t getting anywhere
The other one ain’t either

He’s spinning his wheels of sinners like me
I was stuck in this rut since I was sixteen
He’s red letters and I’m pedal down
We’re both trying to get the hell out of this
Two lane, too late, dead end dirt
I go to high way, he goes to church
Got different devils on some common ground
We’re both trying to get the hell out of this town

Had his own brown bible on the bar top
Pouring over some 22
Me, I’m drowning in a double shot
And cursing this map dot, last call’s deja vu

Ooh, a couple burned out believers
I ain’t getting anywhere
Looks like he ain’t either

He’s spinning his wheels of sinners like me
I was stuck in this rut since I was sixteen
He’s red letters and I’m pedal down
We’re both trying to get the hell out of this
Two lane, too late, dead end dirt
I go to high way, he goes to church
Got different devils on some common ground
We’re both trying to get the hell out of this town

No, I ain’t the only one who could use a prayer right now

He’s spinning his wheels of sinners like me
I was stuck in this rut since I was sixteen
He’s red letters and I’m pedal down
We’re both trying to get the hell out of this
Two lane, too late, dead end dirt
I go to high way, he goes to church
Got different devils on some common ground
We’re both trying to get the hell out of this town
If we’re both trying to get the hell out of this town
Ooh…

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