I got one thing on my mind, I just can't shake it You've got your reasons, I've got mine When the dam bursts I can take it Or drown our sorrows, here it comes
Look here it comes Well my head hangs high and my hands are tied On the horizon there's a little piece of land I spy Can we go someplace where they know my face? Gather round and come bear witness to my fall from grace
If I had to tell the truth I would be lying If I said that I was wrong To be the right man in the wrong place On the right side of the road
Look here it comes While my head hangs high and my hands are tied On the horizon there's a little piece of land I spy Can we go someplace where they don't know my face? Gather round and bear witness to my fall from grace
Oh darlin' we don't need to go into what you think you know Ah hah... If only you'd had a chance to grow Into what you know So take it from the man who surfed the sorrow Who spilt the salt into the sea Who stole the whiskey from the bottle And sold his soul to destiny |
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