Vincent Mason

Don’t Ask Me Lyrics by Vincent Mason I don’t usually come to town Till after the sun goes down And I got somethin’ to drink about and I do If

Hell Is A Dance Floor Lyrics by Vincent Mason Thought it was staying up ’til the morning sun Letting my mind run on and on ‘Bout what it was that

American Spirit Lyrics by Vincent Mason You can’t smoke inside anywhere in this town So I stepped out on the patio in between rounds Blonde hair, sitting there, cupping her

Sit With It Lyrics by Vincent Mason Walked in the bar, feeling like a fool Barkeep said, “I’m familiar with the likes of you” By the looks, bet a pretty

Anything Took Everything Lyrics by Vincent Mason Yeah, the only thing that meant anything Took everything, turned it sideways Slammed door on an empty room Did all I know how

She Loves Leaving Lyrics by Vincent Mason She likes a backroad But not like she likes a highway, no She likes a love song But not like she likes ’em

Old Flame Lyrics by Vincent Mason I know you like I know the stamp on the back of your hand You only pull out that pack when you don’t give

Sink Or Swim Lyrics by Vincent Mason This night is going in one of two ways I’m going under or I’m gon’ drink you away That Tennessee river is rushing

There I Go Lyrics by Vincent Mason Always been the kind to sit still And that sat alright with me Couple songs got me rollin’ and then I knew that’s

Little Miss Lyrics by Vincent Mason You got your bullshit Hiding pretty right behind Those never did no wrong to no one eyes You got that sundress Out here working

Days Are Numbered Lyrics by Vincent Mason It’s now or never boy don’t you slow down Another 80 miles south of a nowhere town Prolly crash and burn just ain’t

Damned If I Do Lyrics by Vincent Mason The sun’s coming out The sky’s still blue And I ain’t left the house ‘Cause what’s the use You’re in my high,

Painkiller Lyrics by Vincent Mason I met her outside Oklahoma I was rollin’ like a tumbleweed Don’t know why I feel like I know ya That’s the first thing that

Wish You Well Lyrics – Vincent Mason Shots ain’t all I can use three of Need a jim beam genie I can beam up This bar might as well be

Train of Thought Lyrics Vincent Mason Do you ever find yourself In the back of your mind? Thinkin’ ’bout what you did wrong What you did right? Yeah I do