Lyrics: Charles Kelley/Julian Bunetta/Ashley Gorley/Thomas Rhett
Music: Charles Kelley/Julian Bunetta/Ashley Gorley/Thomas Rhett
Alright
Ooh-ooh
I got a buddy livin' out in Jacksonville
In love with a woman with looks to kill
He called me outta the blue just the other night
Yeah he was gonna put a diamond on her hand
Then he caught her runnin' 'round with another man
So I booked me a ticket for the early A.M. flight
That's right
You know friends don't let friends drink alone
Gotta have a little help to get that memory gone
If you're gonna make a bad decision you shouldn't make it on your own
Yeah friends don't let friends drink alone
No they don't
Well I got another buddy in Birmingham
Got cut loose by the old bossman
Said he's out the door headed for the neon lights
Oh he's gonna need someone to pick up the tab
Talk it out maybe split a cab
Tell 'em everything's gonna be right
Yeah that's right
You know friends don't let friends drink alone
Ain't gonna let 'em sit around and listen to them old sad songs
Them old sad songs
If you're gonna make a bad decision you shouldn't make it on your own
No friends don't let friends drink alone
No they don't
Hey Darius
If you're going to the bar will you get me one more
I got you brother
Oh yeah
Hey listen
If you need a wingman
If you need a wingman
I can hold a cold can
I can hold a cold can
I'll pick up the phone man
I won't leave you hangin' out to dry
Buddy I can split a twelve-pack
You know that's right
I won't leave you by yourself Jack
No sir
You know I got your back
And I know you got mine yeah
Woo
You know friends don't let friends drink alone
It takes a couple good old boys to tie one home
Oh if you're gonna make a bad decision you shouldn't make it on your own
No friends don't let friends drink alone
Friends don't let friends
Friends friends
Drink alone
Woo
No they don't
Oh no they don't
You know they don't
Don't let friends drink alone
Drink alone
Dial my number buddy I'll pick up
I'll come help you catch that bus
'Cause friends don't let friends drink alone
Save that empty stool for me
I'll come runnin' in one two three
One two three
'Cause friends don't let friends drink alone