Lyrics:

Weatherman says it might hit 95
September's gonna feel more like July
He's calling for a night that's warm and mild
I think he missed it by a mile

He just don't know that you're gone
I feel a cold one comin' on

Drivin' home gets longer every day
I found new things to do along the way
A bar room ain't no place to run and hide
From the memories of a love that said goodbye

I'm sick and tired of right or wrong
I feel a cold one comin' on

Makes you wanna start thinkin' about drinkin'
If I don't find a way to ease my mind and leave all this behind
I'm gonna go crazy, without you baby
A bar room or a bedroom back at home
I feel a cold one comin' on
(Repeat)

A bar room or that bedroom back at home
I feel a cold one comin' on