Friday, April 5, 2013

Because I'm All Torn Up!

 



Cause I can't hold on doing what I done
I spend my days in the rising run
I hate to see you baby but
I hate to see you go…

You know I can't hold on doing what I done
I spend my days
On the run
Hate to see you BABY!
But I hate to see you GO!

Cause I am all torn up and don't know when
I lost my one and only friend
A black Smiff n Wesson
I called her Peggy Sue
If trouble come calling she knew what to do...

Because I can't hold on doing what I done
I spend my days on the run
Can I make it past El Paso
Into Mexico?
I just got a bottle a whiskey and 7 bullets
Left to go

Cause I'm all torn up and don't know when
I lost my one and only friend
Now all I have is this
Empty bottle and a brick of hash

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