Looking for the Light
Dennis Matkosky, Charlie Worsham, Charles Esten
We were born into a battle we never got to choose
And every night that cigarette would burn down like a fuse
It would glow until it'd blow and brother hang on tight
I was raised up in that darkness, I'm still looking for the light
I poured the hurt into my music, the bourbon down my throat
Left me broken like them bottles and bendy like them roads
Once I thought I almost made it and thought I'd be alright
But no she had to go, leave me looking for the light
Hoo
Hoo
Hoo
I'm wandering, and wandering, where this all will lead
With no more tears to cry and no more blood to bleed
I could give in to this darkness and who knows, someday I might
Till then I'll keep on walking, keep on looking for the light
Singing
Hoo
Hoo
Hoo