Can't slow us down

Well I’ve been down this same old road that I’ve been before, long since the moment that I walked out the door. We’re going here and there back and lord we’ll smell the sounds, while we’re here let’s down our beers then have another round, try as you might… Oh no you can't slow us down.
We’re gonna find us the whiskey trail that’s gonna lead home and we’re burn this town, leave it simmering to the ground. Try as you might, you can't slow us down
Now it's been such a long time since I found myself a home, so lord it doesn’t matter which way I go. We’re going here & there and back again, lord we’ll smell the sounds.
We’re going here and there back and lord we’ll smell the sounds, while we’re here let’s down our beers then have another round, try as you might… you can’t slow us down.
The cold darkness it brews through my skin and wind won't leave me alone, a sweet lady knocks on my door, say she ain’t got a home. Her eyes are filled with guilt and just a hint of sin. And I can't help but ask myself, where has she been?
So please come right in, to the halfway whorehouse
She’s got a lazy eye, she’ll tickle you to the bone, she’s got the low down on everything that happening, she’s got the taste of sweetness, and just a hint of sin.
She takes on the spirits, she takes on the holy ghost you know. She’s the parasite and it looks like, I’ve become the host. She’s taking chances and she’s been here all week… I didn’t seem to notice because we were dancing cheek to cheek.
Well tickle me to the bone, and then she’ll disappear, leave me all alone… I’ll be right here, In the halfway whorehouse.