demolitions: (dancing)
вoyd crowder ([personal profile] demolitions) wrote2016-08-07 12:11 pm
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It's all the same, only the names will change. Everyday it seems we're wasting away
Another place where the faces are so cold. I'd drive all night just to get back home

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride. I'm an outlaw, wanted dead or alive

Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days. And the people I meet always go their separate ways
Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink, and times when you're alone all you do is think

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride. I'm an outlaw, wanted dead or alive

And I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back. I play for keeps, 'cause I might not make it back
I've been everywhere and still I'm standing tall. I've seen a million faces and I've rocked them all

'Cause I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride. I'm an outlaw, wanted dead or alive.




My Daddy played poker on a stump in the woods back in his younger days
Prohibition was the talk, but the rich folks walked to the woods where my Daddy stayed
Jugs and jars from shiners, these old boys here, they ain't miners
They came from the twenty-niners
It didn't take a hole in the ground to put the bottom in their face

Back in the thirties when the dust bowl dried
And the woods in Alabama didn't see no light
My Daddy played poker by a hard wood fire
Squeezing all his luck from a hot copper wire
Scrap like a wildcat fights till the end
Trap a wildcat and take his skin
Deal from the bottom, put the ace in the hole
One hand on the jug but you never do know

Son come running
You better come quick
This rotgut moonshine is making me sick
Your Mama called the law and they're gonna take me away
Down so far even the Devil won't stay
Where I call to the Lord with all my soul
I can hear him rattling the chains on the door
He couldn't get in I could see he tried
Through the shadows of the cage around the forty watt light

Daddy tell me another story
Tell me about the lows and the highs
Tell me how to tell the difference between what they tell me is the truth or a lie
Tell me why the ones who have so much make the ones who don't go mad
With the same skin stretched over their white bones and the same jug in their hand

My Daddy played poker on a stump in the woods back when the world was gray
Before black and white went and chose up sides and gave a little bit of both their way
The only blood that's any cleaner is the blood that's blue or greener
Without either you just get meaner and the blood you gave gives you away



Said the devil's at the wheel, yeah
Riding through the darkness, hiding from the light
I'm just trying to live for something real, everything I do is out of spite
Oh no, everything is freezing and I can't find the cause
Wishing I could find a way, to open up, to be anything but lost
I hear the tires turning faster and faster and there's nothing left to feel
But when I saw the light I must've passed it, 'cause the devil's at the wheel
Said the devil's at the wheel, yeah
Never known this feeling, don't recognize the smell
While the sign says 'Heaven up ahead' I'm driving straight to hell
I hear the tires turning faster and faster, there's nothing left to feel
And when I saw the light I must have passed it, y'all, 'cause the devil's at the wheel, yeah
Drive on, drive on, drive on, drive on
I said the devil's at the wheel, drive on, drive on, drive on
You try to hide and maybe take it in stride, once you can't stop the ride that you're on
And so you go, with the feeling you know, trying to find your way home, but it's gone
I hear the tires turning faster and faster, there's nothing left to feel
And when I saw the light I must have passed it, y'all, 'cause the devil's at the wheel, yeah
Drive on, drive on, drive on, drive on, I said the devil's at the wheel



In the deep dark hills of eastern Kentucky, that's the place where I trace my bloodline
And it's there I read on a hillside gravestone, 'You will never leave Harlan alive'

Oh, my granddad's dad walked down Katahrins Mountain and he asked Tillie Helton to be his bride
Said, won't you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler or we'll never leave Harlan alive

Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning and the sun goes down about three in the day
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking and you spend your life just thinking of how to get away

No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains til a man from the Northeast arrived
Waving hundred dollar bills he said I'll pay ya for your minerals, but he never left Harlan alive

Granny sold out cheap and they moved out west of Pineville to a farm where big Richland River winds
I bet they danced them a jig, laughed and sang a new song, 'Who said we'd never leave Harlan alive'

But the times got hard and tobacco wasn't selling and ole granddad knew what he'd do to survive
He went and dug for Harlan coal and sent the money back to granny
But he never left Harlan alive

Where the sun comes up about ten in the morning and the sun goes down about three in the day
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew you're drinking
And you spend your life digging coal from the bottom of your grave





Come sit beside me, that'll do for now
The night has come and left me, just the light that you allow
Come speak my name, fill my head with, oh, such foolish dreams
My flesh and blood is no more real to me than what they seem
My love for you is burning like a spark on a fuse
I feel your mark upon me now as surely as the hand that leaves a bruise
Life is for the living and life comes hard for some
Well, the rest of us were flesh and blood. Make it hard all on our own
All I ever wanted was the freedom to refuse
Or something of my own to love enough to hate to lose
The fever in my brain is leaving smoke behind my eyes
When the part of me that wants to change fights the part of me that tries
Now you see a gold light, 'cause I've turned the gold light on
Sometimes God knows you've got to learn to shine, shine on your own
I stepped out of darkness and for a moment, I'm only living by your kiss
And just for now our flesh and blood is no more real to me than this
No more real to me than this



I'm travelin' down the road and I'm flirtin' with disaster
I've got the pedal to the floor, my life is running faster
I'm out of money, out of hope, it looks like self-destruction
Well, how much more can we take with all of this corruption

We're flirtin' with disaster, y'all know what I mean
And the way we run our lives, it makes no sense to me
I don't know about yourself or what you want to be, yeah
When we gamble with our time, we choose our destiny

I'm travelin' down that lonesome road
Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load
Yeah, I've tried to turn my head away
Feel about the same most every day


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