Letras
I smoke cheap cigars with my age old whiskey rivers not dry
I may not look the par but she'll damn sure miss me when I'm gone
The bottom of my mason jar comes from Mississippi
But I'll never be free
Now hold me tight cause I don't want your lovin to leave me
You can't keep doors locked from your favor sin
They always come a knockin wonder where you've been
There he stands in the door way with his tall glass of gin I'm not mistaken nooooooo cause the devil wants to dance again
And my old guitar ain't she pretty when she howls at the sky
the voices in your head so loud they keep me up at night
I sit alone in this darkness honey don’t you waste my time
It’ll all catch up soon maybe death is just a sign your satisfied