The Dirty River Boys

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Dirty River Boys - Draw текст песни

Исполнитель: The Dirty River Boys

альбом: Long Cold Fall

Started tearin' down the lines,
We started breakin' all the rhymes
And the reasons to be right
This time it came again and I yelled draw
Started takin' out the guns,
We started breakin all the runs
About what's right and what is wrong
And I think I drew my pistol; killed my conscious
Oh how that whiskey feels alright
Diluted decisions through the night
But when the mornin' comes,
Feel the pain so cold it runs
Through the desert of your mind
And you know she'll never ever be satisfied
This time I've fallen over dead
When all the reasons in my head
Are fallin' toward the southward clouds
This brewin' storm, it's gonna raise some hell
The longer standin' in the light
When nothing's pushin' me toward right
I don't care I don't give a damn
And my conscious lies there bleeding in the sand
Oh how that whiskey feels alright
Diluted decisions through the night
But when the mornin' comes,
Feel the pain so cold it runs
Through the desert in my mind
And I know I'll never ever be satisfied
Oh how that whiskey feels alright
Diluted decisions through the night
Oh how that whiskey feels alright
Diluted decisions through the night
But when the mornin' comes,
I feel the pain so cold it runs
Through the desert in my mind
And I know I'll never ever be satisfied

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