Creeker (Reimagined) Tyler Childers

[Verse 1]
In a small corner bar, he sits there a-drinkin'
Lost as a ball in a field full of corn
Further away than he ever imagined
That he'd ever end up from the place he was born
Now no more forlorn has a creeker drank whiskey
Than the one that you see out the side of your eye
Drinkin' alone as he looks out the window
At all of the strangers on the corner outside

[Chorus]
And he'd rather be dead than alive one more minute
In this godforsakеn town
When he was a kid, Lord, he nеver a'dreamt it
All the ways that the city can bring a country boy down

[Verse 2]
Now they not his name and knew not their faces
And he knew not the how nor the reason for why
You could ever wake up and wanna keep on a-livin'
In a place where a friend is such a hard thing to find
And for everyone you meet, there's a whole mess of people
Tryin' like hell to pull you on down
To the level they're on and the trouble they're tendin'
In the mess that they've made, in the gutter they found