Well my name's John Lee Pettimore. Same as my daddy and his daddy before. You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here. He only come to town about twice a year.
What if I told you it was done with mirrors?. What if I showed you it was all a lie?. Better be careful someone might hear ya. The walls have ears and the sky has eyes.
Yeah cocaine cannot kill my pain. Cocaine cannot kill my pain. Cocaine cannot kill my pain. Like a freight train through my vein. Cocaine cannot kill my pain.
It's Christmastime in Washington. The Democrats rehearsed. Gettin' into gear for four more years. Things not gettin' worse. Republicans drink whiskey neat.
Billy was seventeen and mean as hell. Bonnie said she was thirty, it was hard to tell. Now Billy met Bonnie on a Saturday night. At the dirt track races, it was love at first sight.
Sometime my baby locks me out. Stomps her feet, screams and shouts. I know what that's all about. My baby's just as mean as me. . Sometimes my man don't treat me right.
Sometimes in the evenings I start to get that feeling. Like I'm empty inside. I know I'm doin' good now but tonight I'm headed downtown. Down by the riverside.
I got girl who live way down south. A little town they call 'shut my mouth'. A thousand miles don't mean a doggone thing. Call her on the phone and it rangle langle lang, and she said.
One of these days when my minds made up. And I'm sick and tired of hanging around. I'll be on my way in a cloud of dust. On the road to another town. Once upon a time I loved this house.
Look at ya. Yeah, take a look in the mirror now tell me what you see. Another satisfied customer in the front of the line for the American dream. I remember when we was both out on the boulevard.
Everybody call her angel. She's no stranger to the devil I know. His mark is on her body. His fire's burning in her soul. When we're making love. He's laughing at us down below.
Standing on the corner. Bleaker 8th or 9th. Money in my pocket. And women on my mind. . I'm free. Can't nobody tie me down. Nothing ever worries me. Ain't nobody's daddy now.
Just when every ray of hope was gone. I should have known that you would come along. I can't believe I ever doubted you. My old friend the blues. . Another lonely night, a nameless town.
There ain't a lot that you can do in this town. You drive down to the lake and then you turn back around. You go to school and you learn to read and write.
One, two, one, two, three, four. . Everybody calls her angel, she's no stranger to the devil, I know. There's markings on her body, there's fires burning her soul.
Good Bye. . I remember holding on to you. All them long and lonely nights I put you through. Some where in there I'm sure I made you cry. But I can't remember if we said good bye.
Just when every ray of hope was gone. I should have known that you would come along. I can't believe I ever doubted you. My old friend the blues. . Another lonely night, a nameless town.
Well, if wishes were horses, beggars would ride. I'd get past my pride, you'd be by my side. I wouldn't be holding on to memories. I wouldn't need them, you'd be here with me.
Roger Creager. . Tonight I don't feel much like writing a song. But I guess I needed something to sing along. Something that I could sing and I could cry to.
Since you left me baby I've been true to you. I don't run around with every gal in town. The way I used to do. I'm startin' over new. Yours forever blue.