Livin' Next to Leroy - Ashley McBryde

I used to roll my cigarettes on the hood of my Tacoma

Sit and watch the world go by

I was seventeen and green and knowin' nothin' 'bout livin'

In a town where people go to die

Leroy was a transplant from somewhere in Alabama

The first time I met him, he asked me for a spoon

And I thought he must’ve been in a bluegrass band, or somethin'

But I’d find out one August afternoon

Three doors down, there’s tinfoil on the table

They ain’t cookin' up nothin' good 'round here

There’s one in every house: high on the couch, stealin' cable

On the dark side of the country it ain’t bonfires, it ain’t beer

But you find out quick how big a hit

the neighbor’s bike’ll get ya, boy

Livin' next to Leroy

In the classroom, Susie Highschool was passin' pills like notes

Takin' shots in the parkin' lot at lunch

And I’d join in every now and then

'cause you can’t beat the cool crowd

I’d go to Leroy’s 'til I sobered up

Three doors down, there’s tinfoil on the table

They ain’t cookin' up nothin' good 'round here

There’s one in every house:

High on the couch, stealin' cable

On the dark side of the country it ain’t bonfires, it ain’t beer

But you find out quick how big a hit that class ring’ll get ya, boy

Livin' next to Leroy

I rolled a J on the day I got my diploma

I knew Leroy would be proud

I can’t forget shakin' him, tryin' to wake him on that sofa

He never did come 'round

Yeah, three doors down, there’s tinfoil on the table

They ain’t cookin' up nothin' good 'round here

There’s one in every house: high on the couch, stealin' cable

On the dark side of the country it ain’t bonfires, it ain’t beer

But you find out quick how high you

get when that last hit gets you boy

Livin' next to Leroy

Livin' next to Leroy

Next to Leroy