There is a clearing on the other side of this mountain
But I can't seem to get there till the river come down
There lies an oak tree where I hung my conscience
And I left his body swinging in the wind, gin
Who shot the sun out?
Where did all of the birds go?
Who said, "living ain't easy when you're hooked on this shit"?
Bring me bourbon
Bring me rot gut whiskey
Make me feel normal and I'll love you to death
No rest
Well I don't think we'll
Make the shoreline
The waves are crashing in the wind
This old boat is sinkin' lower
With this cold blood coming in
Where'd all my thoughts go?
Who turned out my light bulb?
I swear, I don't recall the last time I forget
My throats a burning
My eyes cold as hell
Racing them white lines with my right hand in hell, jail
And this old horse is gettin' slower
The flies around are made of sin
I'll bury him in a lonesome valley
And let cold blood fill it in
Here comes the sunrise
To shine on all of my lies
And made me just realize my body ain't fine
I'm not mistaken
I'm just clearly breaking
Every rule and heart that comes down the line, wine
Ain't got no wings, can't leave the valley
Holes in my roof made of tin
Sleep neath the rain with my eyes open
With that cold blood coming in