We're all told that when we die. We leave to a better place. And all I know is what you left. A love I can't erase. . All the same in love and war. Burn my name and ashes scorn.
Well I woke up. To an empty bed. And I swear I've got a freight train. Poundin' in my head. Down the bottle. And them cigarettes. Between you, him, and the Devil.
(Yeah boy i sure do. I r'member yonder back yonder n' the 20's. They said that uhh Floyd Collins he'd been caught in that cave, sand cave down there. Once he got down there he couldn't get out so they just left him down there and they had the sermon for him right there. He just laid there and died.).
One time I was down and out. And out and in. Well I had myself a little problem. But that's not where I want to begin. Cause lately there's been a funny feeling.
Cut a rusty engine outta sawdust town. Better deal with the man who shook 'em all down. So put a little grease on my axle now, yeah. . I been from Antioch to Alcatraz.
With pawnshop eyes and a second hand frown. She sat silent at the table. Her boots were brown, well should she leave town. To play the role of lover expatriate.
Written by: R. Robinson & C. Robinson. . Now I'm swimming in the greasy grass river. On my way to the black pearl sea. Yeah I'm floating down the greasy grass river.
Greenhorn dreams of salty seas. Of maidens fair and lovely. Who beckon and call from emerald walls. Of cities far and strange. . Greenhorn hears melodies.
Well there's a ruckus on the levee. Unruly crowd on the courthouse steps. And if I make it to Sunday. I'm sho'nuff going to ask the good lord for help.
Save me, save me baby. Save me from this season's dead air. And take and take and take me baby. Blind naked and scared, don't scare. . Want you to burn me, burn me baby.
We've been avoiding this for so long. Luxury is temporary than it's gone. I thought that we would happen. I guess I'm wrong. We'll say hi on the street.
Well, well, well. If you need it, God's got it!. God's got everythang that you need. If you need it, God's got it. God's got everythang that you need.
Here I am, there I was. Here I go, just follow me yea. If it was, then it can. And we know, how it will be. . When it was, just because. Yes you know, it's not a dream no no.
Gaba, Two the one time. Two time, three time, four time. Alright baby, one time. I gotta movin', gotta movin', move, move, movin' now. . I said, "What kind of trouble did I get into?", say.
With pawnshop eyes and a second hand frown. She sat silent at the table. Her boots were brown, well should she leave town. To play the role of lover expatriate.
Brown eyed girl, precious flower. From your slumber, awake. We have come to this fateful hour. And our love cannot wait. . Meet me at the gate, at the garden gate.
2 6-packs of Shiner. 99 cent butane lighter. Lucky Strikes and a fifth of Patrón. Ice down that Igloo cooler. Tank of gas, that oughta do her. I can feel a good one coming on.
2 6-packs of Shiner. 99 cent butane lighter. Lucky Strikes and a fifth of Patrón. Ice down that Igloo cooler. Tank of gas, that oughta do her. I can feel a good one coming on.
My highs are high, my lows are low. And I don't know which way to go. Everytime you leave this house. Everything falls apart. . I can' get myself off the couch.
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