Early bird, aching wings,
slowly rising with the shower steam.
Foggy windows, sleepy eyes,
I caffeinate my head until it's clear enough to drive.
It takes half a pot of coffee black as coal.
I ain't crazy 'bout the taste,
but you make it go down easy.
You make it go down easy.
The day begins a bitter brew,
a mug of o-dark-thirty blues,
but your love's sweet like sugar cubes.
You make it go down easy.
Down easy baby.
Pouring sweat, soaking shirt,
I'm always the go-to for the grunt work.
Stuck on a ladder, still in the field,
toilin' by the hour for a third of what they bill.
They keep bumpin' me up enough to keep me around,
just barely north of broke,
but you make it go down easy.
You make it go down easy.
Every day's a bitter brew, 'til I'm off work and home with you.
Baby, your love's sweet like sugar cubes.
You make it go down easy.
You make it go down easy, baby.
Comin' in from the heat,
you're my relief.
You're the cool A.C.
Baby, you're the boots off my feet.
When I'm feelin' my age,
in the evening of my day, aww,
you're the color in the sky, before the light fades away.
You make it go down easy.
You make it go down easy.
When it's enough to put a lump in a grown man's throat,
seems impossible to take, you make it go down easy.
You make it go down easy.
Life can be a bitter brew,
a big, warm jug of bad, bad news,
but your love's sweet like sugar cubes.
You make it go down easy.
You make it go down easy, baby
You make it go down easy, down easy.
Down easy, baby.
You make it go down easy.