Evan Bartels
Two at a Time
Well, I've got a couple old friends
And we drink from time to time
And we buy the finest bourbon
And we drain them bottles dry
If you asked me for another
Well, friend, I wouldn't bat my eye
I'd just pour you a double
'Cause we take 'em two at a time
Here we go, boy
Driving eastbound on I-80
Crossing state and county lines
Counting miles back to Lincoln
And we was driving through all night
Smoking spirits of America
And feeling heavy in the eyes
Popping pills just to stay up
Just to keep her between the lines
And I take 'em two at a time
Well, it's a long way to heaven
Even if you're living right
But I know I need forgiveness
To atone for all my crimes
But on the day that I meet Jesus
I'm gonna look him in the eye
Say, "My list, it's a long one
Could you take 'em two at a time?"