Double Wide Grave

Well, I knew the first time I seen't you
I was a long gone long goner
It wasn't that smoke that was gonna get me
Or that drink that was gonna kill me
It was that black dress, hair in a mess
Brown eyes burning a hole in my chest

If you're going down, I'm a-going down with you
There'll be two on the line if'n God goes fishing
One tombstone with the same last name
Better bring the big shovel, dig a double wide grave

I'd hold the door with my boots on the welcome mat
I'll follow you through the fires of hell and back, yeah

Oh, pour me one last whiskey
And I'll pour you one last wine
I'm talking six feet dirt deep buzzed tonight

Ooh, I'd hold the door with my boots on the welcome mat
Ooh, I'll follow you through the fires of hell and back
Ooh, yeah, you know I'll hold the door for you, baby
Come on, in it's nice and warm, let's go, yeah

If you're going down, I'm a-going down with you
There'll be two on the line if'n God goes fishing
One tombstone with the same last name
Better bring the big shovel, dig a double wide grave

Ooh, I'd hold the door with my boots on the welcome mat
Ooh, I'll follow you through the fires of hell and back

(Ooh) If you're going down, I'm a-going down with you
There'll be two on the line if'n God goes fishing
(Ooh) One tombstone with the same last name
Better bring the big shovel, dig a double wide grave