Letras
I've laid up here so long, I can't recall what for
Was it the wine-stained bed or the creakin' floor
Either way I'm [?] and drunken blue
Well I'm comin' off this mountaintop for you
Well I know this time of year you're prob'ly sick of rain
Those southern storms blow in, sound like a haunted train
But don't you fret no thunder that's rollin' through
Well I'm comin' off this mountaintop for you
And to our broken past we'll wave goodbye
And look ahead with faith and a hopeful eye
So set the table up, I'll bring the guitar down
And I'll wear your favorite suit, you wear that flowin' gown
And for your arms I'll stagger and fall into
Well I'm comin' off this mountaintop for you
Well I'm comin' off this mountaintop for you