Have you ever lived down in the ghetto. Have you ever felt the cold wind blow. If you don't know what I mean. Won't you stand up and scream. 'Cause there's things goin' on that you don't know.
Thirty days, Lord and thirty nights. I'm comin' home on an airplane flight. Mama waitin' at the ticket line. "Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'?".
When the season is turning. And my day has gone by. And to see my reflection. See it in your eyes. Know the day that's come now has gone by. . And if you look now quite closely.
Well, I used to wake the mornin'. Before the rooster crowed. Searchin' for soda bottles. To get myself some dough. Brought 'em down to the corner. Down to the country store.
There's a grey horse standin' still. As a soldier climbs in the saddle for one last ride. As the rain pours off his hat. You can see the shadows of the past written in his eyes.
Well, I used to wake the mornin'. Before the rooster crowed. Searchin' for soda bottles. To get myself some dough. Brought 'em down to the corner. Down to the country store.
Let me tell ya. . Where I come from it's grits and gravy not champagne and caviar. Got pick-up trucks, ain't no Mercedes. That's who we are. Ooh, yeah I wouldn't change a thing.
Sometimes I want to light up underneath the no smoking sign. Sometimes I wished they'd tell me how justice got so blind. I wish they'd just leave me alone cause I'm doing alright.
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars. Oak tree you're in my way. There's too much coke and too much smoke. Look what's going on inside you. Ooooh that smell.
Well, its eight o'clock in Boise, Idaho. I'll find my limo driver. Mister, take us to the show. I done made some plans for later on tonight. I'll find a little queen.
Well, my poor, broke mama told me. When I was twelve years old. Said, you eatin', talkin' 'nare too fast. There's one thing you should know. Should take your time, my sweet baby.
Alarm Clock ring about a quarter after five. I've been up all night raisin' hell. With some friends of mine. I take one good look in the mirror. But only one things gettin' clearer.
Here we go.... C'mon.... . I was raised on the west side Shanty Town. I didn't get up 'til the sun went down. When your backs against the wall you better get tough.
Well, its eight o'clock in Boise, Idaho. I'll find my limo driver. Mister, take us to the show. I done made some plans for later on tonight. I'll find a little queen.
Why are you praying, my sweet morning dove. You're so afraid, but so hungry for love. Well I can give you love baby. Hugs and kisses, I can give you everything that you been missing.
There was a time that you believed. That nothing could happen to you. You were in a place, deep in a hole. So dark that you could not see. . Everyday the rain won't fall.
Goin' down to the swamp. Goin' watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon. Well, I'm goin' down to the swamp. Goin' to watch a hound dog catch a 'coon. You know the hound dog makin' music.
I'm the kind of man that loves all the girls. From debutantes to honky-tonk queens. I've tasted every brand all around the world. But all I see are peaches in my dreams.
Money can't buy you happiness. And that drinkin' can cause you pain. Yeah that stuff you put up your nose. It can drive you insane. Why do you do these things?.
Broken bones, broken hearts. Stripped down and torn apart. A little bit of rust. I'm still runnin'. Counting miles, counting tears. Twist of roads, shifting gears.