Headed for the Big Time - Creed Fisher

Lord knows that I’m not perfect, I never claimed to be

Smoking on the whiskey and drinking on the weed

I know the life I’m living will lead you to your grave

But it’s the only life I know and that’s a chance I’ll have to take

Here in this bar I got friends in low places

This barmaid will give me her best smile

These neon lights blind my eyes, makes it hard to tell

If I’m headed for the big time, or headed straight to hell

Whispers of the way things were in a time I can’t recall

Losing things I can’t get back preparing for a fall

I medicate my sorrow, drink away the pain

Living life out on the edge can drive a man insane

But here in this bar I got friends in low places

This barmaid will give me her best smile

These neon lights blind my eyes, makes it hard to tell

If I’m headed for the big time, or headed straight to hell

Here in this bar I got friends in low places

This barmaid will give me her best smile

These neon lights blind my eyes, makes it hard to tell

If I’m headed for the big time, or headed straight to hell

These neon lights blind my eyes, makes it hard to tell

If I’m headed for the big time, or headed straight to hell