Watered Down - Trace Adkins

I don’t go all in but I’ll take a gamble

And I don’t burn both ends of the candle anymore

I take the corners, slower and steady

This chip on my shoulder, it ain’t so heavy anymore

We still fly like gypsies, just a little closer to the ground

We still love our whiskey, but now it’s just a little watered down

Couple girls I could’ve married, I married someone else

These torches I still carry don’t burn like hell the way they used to

The back side of 40 ain’t near as crazy

And Sunday morning ain’t near as hazy anymore

We still fly like gypsies, just a little closer to the ground

We still love our whiskey, but now it’s just a little watered down

Those old ghosts still chase me

But feels like they’re losing ground

Yeah I’m still crazy

But now I’m just a little watered down