Refill - Jerrod Niemann

It’s been too long and «Runnin' on Empty» is playing on the radio

Don’t know what it is but something down in me

Is telling me boy you better get back home

I need a refill, I sure could go

For a little Southern Comfort in my rock and roll

I need a refill, pour it slow

One for my glass and one for my soul

One for my glass and one for my soul

I left town to make a little money but there’s always a price to pay

I miss my baby’s peaches and her Tennessee honey

There’s only one road that I can take

So baby, fill it up with your touch

I need some time alone with some homegrown love

One for my glass and one for my soul

One for my glass, one for my soul