This Country Rebel Rock song is geared for Major & Independent Country artists, TV, Movies, and Film.
Lyrics
Five days of work, for a boss who's a jerk Has me primed up & ready to blow I'm heading to a spot that's piping hot For a weekend of reaping what I've sown. Where the whiskey boils up inside you, The women wrap you up in flames I'm renting out my soul, and there's gonna be "Hell to Pay"
Friday night ignites, all the neon lights There's a whole lot of party here to burn The band is cranking out a rowdy sound We're passing hot beer from an urn Stewing in the moment like I do Is the pot that I win when I play When the devil takes aim there's gonna be "Hell to Pay"
Raising more hell than the devil himself Is the life that I chose to lead Lighting dynamite in the dead of night was bound to catch up with me I drink too much, I party too loud to rearrange my rebels ways When the devil takes hold there's "Hell to Pay"
I can't find my keys, how did I get home Whose this sexy stranger next to me that I don't know Then it starts to hit me about the deal I made I've rented out my soul, now there's gonna be "Hell to Pay"
I given up my soul...and there's gonna be "Hell to Pay"
