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Dirty Graves
02:43
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The sun rises just in time to break the stillness of the night
While I'm keeping my shakes from the sleeping beauty by my side
All in all I can't complain about the choices that I've made
'Cept these choices left these voices they've been picking at my brain
When I find that peace of mind or job that actually pays
I'll be waiting for the kids on time on every holiday
Nobody can miss nothing if that nothing never was
No your sister hasn't called me but I'll text you when she does
Take me away to a dirty grave
Where old Skoal cans and forgotten flowers lay
Sing me up high put me in the ground
Leave me on the outskirts of town
My car well it ain't working it was working yesterday
I'll get you for the grass and gas next week when I get paid
I'll count the days and dimes like fifths of wine all slowly drying up
Drunk and out of time singing along to Come And Get Your Love
When the sun goes down I circle 'round the shadows on the wall
Bob and weave the jabs and swings like there's nothing there at all
But nobody can miss nothing if that nothing never was
I take a swing and leave the outline of the nothing in my blood
And on that day clean up my grave
Take those flowers and throw them away
Say your goodbyes but shed no tears
Make it so that I was never here
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2. |
She's My Own
03:13
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She only calls me when she's drunk
She only wants me when she's lonely
Talks about me when she's gone
Dead silent when she holds me
But she puts honey in her coffee
Each letter she receives she keeps
Got a box of painful memories
Talks to her dreams when she sleeps
The heart knows what it wants and rarely what it needs
Proud to give itself away while the rest of you bleeds
And I can't say if it's right or if tonight I'll find myself alone
What's said is said what's done is done
She's my own
Some say her love knows no limits
That kind of girl can't be contained
Whatever it is you want to call it
That kind of girl just brings you pain
But when she comes home in the morning
From wherever the night before
I'll forgive her when she tells me
That she ain't leaving anymore
The heart knows what it wants and rarely what it needs
Proud to give itself away while the rest of you bleeds
And I can't say if it's right or if tonight I'll find myself alone
What's said is said what's done is done
She's my own
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Straight Lanes
02:34
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Cool is the air dark is the night
I see where I'm going through passing headlights
Thumb out and waiting by a mile marker sign
I'll get to where I'm going on the old hi-line
I see cars a-coming but they don't see me
Every door is open but the rides are never free
Bundle up in a truck bed and pay with some grass
Doin' 90 in a 60 but the storm won't pass
Keep your eyes open ye wayward sons
This highway don't care what anyone's done
Burn rubber as tribute a smoking sacrament
Keep your faith in her lanes from sunrise to sunset
Woke up sitting shotgun in Minnesota
Blacked-out drunk through all of North Dakota
I'll hitch my way back find work on the rigs
And I'll go back home happy and rich
I used to love a girl in a town with no name
I found work in Duluth by the greatest of lakes
Drank in every bar 'til every bar ran dry
I'll live and I'll die on the old hi-line
Don't fall asleep ye wayward sons
Cigarettes and coffee as black as it comes
It's a long drive but it's a longer walk
She'll always listen when you want to talk
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F-Word
02:52
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I got a friend who never learns from his mistakes
Drinks away his nights and sleeps away his days
Then he blames the bar for the check he pissed away
I got a friend who never learns from his mistakes
I got a friend who swears he's gonna die alone
Got a list of girls he never calls just stacked up in his phone
And he keeps a wedding ring in the pocket of his coat
I got a friend who swears he's gonna die alone
I got a friend who says he'll be a star someday
And he won't forget the folks that he met along the way
I guess folks come to his shows but I've never 'em stay
I got a friend who says he'll be a star someday
I got a friend who loves miserable men
She loves them puppy eyes can't resist a wolfish grin
She'll feed him all her love before he spits it out again
I got a friend who loves miserable men
I got a friend who pays his rent just fine
Works his 60 hours to feed his children and his wife
But he cancels all his plans cuz he's so tired all the time
I got a friend who pays his rent just fine
I got a friend I'm on my way to see
A couple states away but now it's been a month or three
I can sleep on his couch he says he'll help with gasoline
I got a friend I'm on my way to see
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