Lyrics Eric Church – Higher Wire
Text:
Don’t know why it does but it sure do, don’t it, honey?
Bein’ in love with you is as easy as spendin’ money
Keep me higher than the fog, it’s a-hidin’ them copper liners
Yeah, they ain’t no landin’ gear on this big jetliner
Benedictine baby
Chartreuse snake oil lady
Appalachian moonshine crazy
Bible belt and a sinner’s fire
Love on a higher wire
Brother, it’s a mother undercover with a voodoo woman
Roll the dice, bet your life every night, keep a black magic comin’
I should run from you like a vampire does from daylight
But I don’t know how to quit ’cause I know what addiction tastes like
Benedictine baby
Chartreuse snake oil lady
Appalachian moonshine crazy
Bible belt and a sinner’s fire
Love on a higher wire
Roll on 20
Bet on black
Roll them bones
Drink my Jack
Go all in
Call my bluff
Don’t nothin’ keep me comin’ back again
Benedictine baby
Chartreuse snake oil lady
Appalachian moonshine crazy
Bible belt and a sinner’s fire
Lo-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa…
