![]() ![]() ![]() So strummed this chord to the waiting lord, and fixed him in my gaze, and no minor key escaped me as Gabrielle’s trumpet played: and I played it in: So I swallowed hard and scanned the bar for an exit that I might tread, it occurred that I might could see the light if it meant I could earn my bread. Keep your pains and your midnight trains and onto higher ground you’ll go, don’t sing the songs about whiskey and I’m so lonesome that mama tried, play it in G for Jesus and you might leave this bar alive. G for Jesus, and let your holy spirit show. I sang the songs of hard times, hard feelings and hardened hearts, but nothing seemed to grab them until a patron he remarked: won’t you play it in: On a lowly night like any other in a place I’m known to go, to croon a song to a patient throng of folks that you might know. Though its getting good and late, all the other folks can wait they’d like to give you a spin, but honey let’s stay in. Though the bright lights often call us, what’s one night off the floor, guaranteed tomorrow you can stay and dance 10 more So put your little hand in mine, we’ll stroll ‘neath the evening skies, New Orleans stars are dim, so honey let’s stay in.Īnother night spent out of bed, makes me that I’m already dead, my pants are off again, honey let’s stay in. Our friends will surely scold, how’d your bare feet get so cold will they comprehend honey let’s stay in. I’ll catch tomorrow’s show, I’m the lazy one I know they tell me sloth is a sin, so honey let’s stay in. I’d never dream of stopping you from walking out that door, if TV’s what a’grabbin you we can stay in and watch 10 more. Its been too long I know, since we danced till the rooster crows, take one on the chin, honey let’s stay in. The night is burning low, and my blood is pumping slow, where do we begin, honey let’s stay in. Hotdamn Hamm’s can, blinded in the promised land, I don’t mind if I do declare: we’re as good as dead. I told you once I told you twice, I’m steeped in verse and cursed in vice, I traded my 40 acres for a mountain of pain. I aint welcome at home, I don’t know about youĭouble takes and double stops, I double dare ya call the cops, I’ll die where I stand if I hear wagon wheel again.Ĥ0 days of foggy nights, withered by the city lights, I don’t remember existential crisis being part of the deal. You’re not alone, if there’s a storm to weather Reckon that we’ll keep trying if rock bottom it never shows Last call to feel small, I dread the sight of alcohol, I don’t know where this train stops but I want off.īeen rather low, out here together. Sick sad and sentient, a penny saved a penny spent, asleep at the wheel sure beats being awake in my bed. Kick rocks, slept in socks, BooLahLah and levee walks, this couch is my kingdom and I swear there’s bugs in my head. My eyes adjust, my joints are rusty, sheets are awful cold and dusty, roll over folks it must have been another night on the bend. ![]()
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