Strays

It's pretty cold in Nashville Mid-November I don't ever remember Another winter quite this cold Except for January 2003 We were young and hungry, running like thieves But the fortune that we had Could not be told Oh, everybody said We were wasting our time But I don't wanna tell 'em we trusted you With cooking on a line I was young, I had a chip on my shoulder You were tall, maybe five years older We got drunk and made love On the very first night Oh, love and pain, it comes in waves But it was quite enough in those early days We were wild as wolves, my darling We were strays We were strays Well, we didn't have no money And the heat was off Oh, that December we shared A twin bed and a cough You were skinny, but full of hunger I was wise, just five years younger A couple of drop-outs, oh But we still got off No sweet noggins Yeah, we slip through the cracks Leave in the middle of the night With the clothes on our backs Can't be losing with nothing to lose And beggars aren't choosers with nothing to choose We didn't buy in to sell out We got out while we can No, it ain't luck, and, baby, it ain't fate To just follow your gut, you'll be up and away Maybe there's a little something there For other strays We were strays We were strays We were strays Oh, we were strays We were strays