I cut my teeth on the stone of a teenage romance I was the salt of the earth, I was hard The last of the independents
And in the breath from my chest I was blowing kerosene My lips and fingertips were stone, I wore my heart on my jeans I sang the blues like the dogs left too long in the street I still sing the blues with the dogs
And I got half a mind to let it all burn up in this fire I've had burning through my veins since I first learned to cry I'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again I never felt right and never fit in walkin' in my own skin
Walkin' in my own skin
Now I got scars like the number of stars My mind's full of vipers I got the dust of the desert in my bones Comin' through the amplifiers
And in the minor chord fall and the fourth and the fifth It's a broken Hallelujah and a pain in my fist I wash my hands like the man with the blood on his teeth Over and over without relief
And I got nothin' for you darlin' but a story to tell About the rain on the pavement and the sound as it fell I'd watch this whole night come down and never miss her again I never felt right and never fit in
Walkin' in my old man shoes, with my scientist heart I got a fever and a beaker and a shot in the dark I need a Cadillac ride, I need a soft summer night Say a prayer for my soul, Señorita
Walkin' in my old man shoes, with my scientist heart I got a fever and a beaker and a shot in the dark I need a Cadillac ride, I need a soft summer night Say a prayer for my soul, Señorita
Cause I've been dying out here in the cold and the snow Got a picture of you, Mama, to remind me of home On the hood of a Dodge on a Saturday night Say a prayer for my soul, SeñoritaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
