A Little Dive Bar in Dahlonega - Ashley McBryde

To the bag packed, first love leaver

The heart cracked, double down dreamer

The homesick for grass that’s greener

And a slice of Mama’s peach pie

To the flat broke, couch cushion gas money

The worker bee that ain’t gettin' no honey

Missin' someone all the while runnin'

Gunnin' for the brighter lights

Here’s to the break ups that didn’t break us

The break down, wrong turn that takes ya

To a little dive bar in Dahlonega

Hear a song from a band that saves ya, man

It’s hittin' rock bottom smoke 'em if you got 'em

Nothing’s going right

Makin' the best of the worst day kinda night

We’ve all got a number that we don’t wanna drunk dial

And a good friend we ain’t seen in a while

And a slow dance left in these boots

And a chance at putting down new roots

Here’s to the break ups that didn’t break us

The break down, wrong turn that takes ya

To a little dive bar in Dahlonega

Hear a song from a band that saves ya, man

It’s hittin' rock bottom smoke 'em if you got 'em

Nothing’s going right

Makin' the best of the worst day kinda night

Here’s to the break ups that didn’t break us

The break down, wrong turn that takes ya

To a little dive bar in Dahlonega

Meet a girl outside Atlanta, man

It’s hittin' rock bottom smoke 'em if you got 'em

Nothing’s going right

You’re just singing along with your drink raised

A pretty little blonde thing’s looking your way

Makin' the best of the worst day kinda night

Yeah, it’s making the best of the worst day kind of night

Oh

Here’s to the breakups

It’s that kinda night