to Red Molly "Here's a ring for your right hand But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man. For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen
She plays castanets, she works without a net I like her better when she walks away She said she was mine, she told me twice I like her better when she
I got a phone call today from a girl who walked away But I hung it up before I heard what it was she had to say Hey say may Well I drank all day Damnit
She said, Boy why don't you love me like you used to You never want to hold me anymore And I said, Girl now don't you go start talkin' crazy 'Cause I
didn't say "Dear John" It said, "Goodbye, sucker, I'm gone!" She was a home-grown mountain girl Raised in a different world I was a wanna-be rocker, she was
was a guy that you'd just met And I was probably stumbling down some back street alley in Amsterdam While you were making excuses and breaking another heart Or maybe I was
lets put on some Soul Train and snort a little cocaine Chorus So lets put on some Scooby Doo & smoke a couple doobie doos Ive been high since I was
My baby says she's goin', gonna go, gonna leave me on my own Yeah my baby says she's goin', gonna go, gonna leave me on my own Yeah but she's been talkin
Sadie got a six gun She ain't afraid to use it The banker took us straight down to the safe and I blew it The sheriff heard a big bang In the broad daylight
all night long We'll toast the break of dawn Hey Ol' Lady let's go To the Motel Cowboy Show Well they walked through the swingin' doors Through the sawdust on the floor Everybody was
love was a castle in the sky my first love was a fearless drive in rain scared to death I thought I'd never see her face again they say god was crying
You spend your time trying to even the score And you've got it in your head you deserve a lot more The first one was a total disaster So was the second
The first pub we could stagger to was twelve steps from the plane A Virgin flight to Shannontown the day it didn't rain The laughing eyes of Ireland
Well I got empty bottles and legal papers wrinkled up all over the floor My pen won't write and my guitar doesn't have a song in it anymore Well I can
Roll on You wild western windblown band Life's waitin' up the road for you and the future's in your hands Well I don't fly no aeroplanes And I don't
going in look at what we rolling in, causing pandemonium papi got them keys in, he like my custodian I was tryna bag a brick you was Nickelodian I was
look at what we rolling in, causing pandemonium papi got them keys in, he like my custodian I was tryna bag a brick you was Nickelodeon I was in them