Live Oak Lyrics - Southeastern - Jason Isbell

There's a man who walks beside me 

It is who I used to be 

And I wonder if she sees him 

and confuses him with me 

And I wonder who she's pinin' for 

on nights I'm not around 

Could it be the man who did the things 

I'm living now? 

I was rougher than a timber 

shippin' out of Fond du Lac 

When I headed south at 17 

ol' sheriff on my back 

I never held a lover in my arms or in my gaze 

So I found another victim every couple days 

But the night I fell in love with her 

I made my weakness known 

Through the fires and the farmers diggin' dusty fields alone 

The jealous innuendos of the lonely hearted men 

Let me know what kind of country I was sleeping in 

Well you couldn't stay a loner 

on the plains before the war 

My neighbors had been slightin' me 

I had to ask what for 

Rumors of my wickedness had reached our little town 

Soon she'd heard about the boys I used to hang around 

We'd robbed a Great Lakes freighter, 

killed a couple men or more 

And I told her her eyes flickered like the sharp steel of a sword 

All the things that she'd suspected 

I'd expected her to fear 

Was the truth that drew her to me when I landed here 

There's a man who walks beside me 

he is who I used to be 

And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me 

And I wonder who she's pinin' for 

on nights I'm not around 

Could it be the man who did the things 

I'm living down? 

Well I carved a cross from live oak 

and a box from shortleaf pine 

Buried her so deep 

she touched the water table line 

I picked up what I needed 

and I headed south again 

To myself I wondered 

would I find another friend 

There's a man who walks beside her, 

it is who I used to be 

And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me. 

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