Gotta Leave This Town Tonight

(Verse)

My stomach's all messed up from last night's drinking,

Got another two hours of sitting here, just thinking.

By the time I get home, it'll be dark, too dark to see,

I'll resort to whiskey, and my guitar to set me free.

(Chorus)

I won't leave this town tomorrow, it's gotta be tonight,

I gotta break this mad routine, 'cos it just ain't right.

This Hell-bound circling spiral of negativity,

Eats me up inside and blinds me constantly.

(Verse)

Another hour-and-a-half to go and I just can't win,

I've got some shopping to do, even though I know it's a sin,

I'll buy a bottle of whiskey and a box of wine,

And I'll sit and I'll play and I'll drink, 'til I feel just fine,

(Verse)

Now I don't care, what people think of me,

I'm a good man, and honest I'll always be,

But I dress up, and I look good in the day,

When the darkness comes, I can't help but fly away.

♥ Country Music ♥

© Liam D. E. Jones 12/01/12

In my head, I've got the music to, “Lady in the Harbor,” (Waylon Jennings)

All Saints

I was born on All Saints' Day,

My young life was mapped out,

I was a good boy in school,

I didn't shout out,

I worked hard, I played hard,

And a had a good time,

I was one of life's little angels

Most of the time,

But I had no friends in College,

Lost my long-sight in the books,

The Deans were not helpful,

More like a bunch of crooks,

After four years, I was not bitter,

I had a degree to my name,

But it's been ten years since,

And I'm still seeking my fame,

If there is one thing I've learned,

At the age of thirty-two,

It's life ain't up to me,

And it ain't up to you,

There's a reason I was put here,

Patience will bring it out,

'Cos the the Good Lord foresees,

That his Saints never lose out

♥ Country Music ♥

© Liam D. E. Jones 10/01/12

 

 

In my head, I have the music to, "Amanda," (Waylon Jennings).