Whiskey and jealousy
And you have history
Of accusing me of sins, it just ain't fair
While you kick me out
And call me names
And to keep the peace I take the blame
This time darlin', I don't really care

I dug myself a hole with what I said, said, said
'Fore I hold you in my arms, I'll have to beg, beg, beg
Crawlin's the only way to make my way back to you
Baby, I ain't in no crawlin' mood

Spare room sitting on a thread bare couch
I'm looking around the old dog house
Thinkin' to myself, "This ain't so bad"
I'm kinda old and I'm makin' due
This blue tick hound ain't mean as you
He likes my cookin' and my jokes and he never gets mad

I dug myself a hole with what I said, said, said
'Fore I hold you in my arms, I'll have to beg, beg, beg
Crawlin's the only way to make my way back to you
Baby, I ain't in no crawlin' mood

Had a couple of days now to reflect
How I miss your kisses and a nice warm bed
And I got it in my head to apologize
But somethin' don't seem right with me
'Bout showin' up on bended knee
With big ol' crocodile tears here in my eyes, yeah

I dug myself a hole with what I said, said, said
'Fore I hold you in my arms, I'll have to beg, beg, beg
Crawlin's the only way to make my way back to you
Baby, I ain't in no crawlin' mood
Yeah, tomorrow I'll wake up with a brand new attitude
But right now, I just ain't in no crawlin' mood

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Writer(s): Charlie Worsham, Jesse Frasure