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Pull the sheets up high I don't want to see today Oh Hattie lock the door And send the maid away Sitting here waiting, waiting for the lights to go out I got a sorry heart and a busted home A sour fiddle and horsehair bow I beat a path to hell same as any man Sinnin' goes better with grinnin' I hear I'll wear a smile from ear to ear And try to kill those lights the best I can Half bourbon and half shame Half Irish Cherokee On the banks of Angelina Where she kisses all the creeks Sitting here waiting, waiting for the lights to go out I'm dressed for resignation Cause who am I alone Well ain't that water lucky It can run until it's home And I'm sitting here waiting, waiting for the lights to go out I got a sorry heart and a busted home A sour fiddle and horsehair bow I beat a path to hell same as any man Sinnin' goes better with grinnin' I hear I'll wear a smile from ear to ear And try to kill those lights the best I can A shiny white incisor In the pocket of my shirt A drunk'll bleed out faster But nothing really hurts Sitting here waiting, waiting for the lights to go out They'll wipe away the mess With the Sunday morning news There ain't a lot to see From the bullet that he used Sitting here waiting, waiting for the lights to go out I got a sorry heart and a busted home A sour fiddle and horsehair bow I beat a path to hell same as any man Sinnin' goes better with grinnin' I hear I'll wear a smile from ear to ear And try to kill those lights the best I can Try to kill those lights the best I can
Writer(s): Ryan Andrew Necci Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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