Turn Up The Bottle

Seems like this road ain't got no end
 Since I left my home again
 Thought it was just around the bend
 Seems like this road ain't got no end
 First comes struggle then comes strife
 Bare knuckle and the point of knife
 First comes struggle then comes strife
 And there ain't no running from this life
 So turn up the bottle and drink it down
 turn up the bottle and drink it down
 turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
 Boys, we're going back to Asheville town
 Across the hills and across the plains
 It's hard to say what will remain
 Sometimes it all just looks the same
 And I've never been more ready for a change
 So turn up the bottle and drink it down
 turn up the bottle and drink it down
 turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
 Boys, we're going back to Asheville town
 Button your coat, turn your hat down low
 There ain't no easy way to go
 When the cold wind blows as through your soul
 Button your coat, turn your hat down low
 So turn up the bottle and drink it down
 turn up the bottle and drink it down
 turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
 Boys, we're going back to Asheville town
 Turn up the bottle and drink it down
 turn up the bottle and drink it down
 turn up the bottle and drink it down, down, down
 Boys, we're going back to Asheville town