“Get off your chest what's on your mind
Pull the cork and pour the wine
Spill the beans, break the bread
The way you sing could wake the dead”
More from Margo Price
“When I rolled out of town on the unpaved road I was fifty-seven dollars from being broke…”
“I put a hurtin' on the bottle Baby now I'm blind enough to see”
“Been drinking whiskey like it's water But that don't touch the pain you put on me”