Wade bowen - Beat me down

There's a whole lot of nothing going on inside my head
Feels like my brain is fried, feels like my soul is dead
I've been working like a dog, pulling way too big a sled
But these wheels keep on humming underneath my bed

Damn you, devil, in this road of loneliness
You always knocked me down and I always get back up again
So beat me down, beat me down
Come on, come on, beat me down

Well, my momma has a nice way telling me I look like hell
I guess it's from the alcohol, I guess I might as well
Just pour me another glass, 'cause it always seems to help
Say a prayer for me momma, say another for yourself


Damn you, devil, in this road of loneliness
You always knocked me down and I always get back up again
So beat me down, beat me down
Come on, come on, beat me down
Beat me down, beat me down
Come on, come on, beat me down

So beat me down, beat me down
Come on, come on, beat me down
Beat me down, beat me down
Come on, come on, beat me down
Beat me down, beat me down
Come on, come on, beat me down
Beat me down, beat me down
Come on, come on

Damn you, devil, in this road of loneliness
You always knocked me down and I always get back up again
So beat me down

Writers: Wade Bowen , Sean McConnell , SEAN MICHAEL MCCONNELL

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