The bar’s a zoo, and the drinks are strong
She’s looking at me like I’ve done something wrong
I was sipping on a cold one, feeling alright
Till I looked down and got a heck of a fright
I fixed my jeans, but the damage was done
The whole bar knew, and they’re having fun
The barkeep poured me a double shot
Said, son, you’re the talk of the whole dang lot
I’m flyin’ low at the Whiskey Yard
Zipper’s down, and so’s my guard
The ladies are laughing, the boys all cheer
Hey, cowboy, your barn door’s clear
She strutted over, tipped her hat my way
Said, let’s make this a night they’ll replay
I smirked and said, you’re bold as hell
But I’m thinking your confidence suits you well
Her hand on my hip, the other my chest,
Whispering things that’d make a preacher protest
It felt illegal, like a Cuban cigar,
But we’re skipping small talk, heading straight for the barn
I’m flyin’ low at the Whiskey Yard
Zipper’s down, and so’s my guard
The ladies are laughing, the boys all cheer
Hey, cowboy, your barn door’s clear
The owls are watching, but ain’t saying a word
‘Cause what we’re doing might be a little absurd
We’re going at it hard but I gotta reload
This cowboy just run outta ammo
Now every time I walk through that door
They holler, hey, cowboy, check the floor
But I just laugh, ‘cause I’ve got no shame
Flyin’ low is my claim to fame