[Verse 1] Turned around in Tidewater or all alone in Pueblo I been drivin' with a death wish down the mountains on my phone Half the places I've been might be laced with psilocybin I've been dreaming of a country I saw at the rodeo Packed a bowl in the Bojangles 'cause Tennessee's so cold Charlottesville by sundown's a nightmare to behold There's an old-time dame with a twisty name, I couldn't read it if she wrote it She's got a black powder revolver, wants to see if it's still loaded
[Chorus] I've been called by a higher lonesome than low as low can be You can write it on my tombstone, outlaw life looks pretty wholesome When you pay the price in foolishness it takes to get you free Higher lonesome killed the bitter parts of me
[Verse 2] Co-dependents, SLA, and AL-Anon, They all know how I felt for you I felt it in my guts before two steps in Philadelphia With every coin the joiners get, they're farther from the pain of it With all the hurting that we did, it's a shame no coin'll pay for it I think I fell in love again on a walk in city park Jodorowsky on the tiny screen and zigzags in the dark And I figured I should let it go, or give it a couple days It's a ton of bricks in Minneapolis, she don't know my last name
[Chorus] I've been called by a higher lonesome than low as low can be You can write it on my tombstone, outlaw life looks pretty wholesome When you pay the price in foolishness it takes to get you free Higher lonesome killed the bitter parts of me
[Verse 3] I saw the darkness coming at me in a Jeff City motel There was writing on the mirror said "You messed up so go to hell" Cormier's pills were on me still, and her letter just half-read By the time the sun was up I just got breakfast instead I wish I could call the old folks that aren't with us anymore I feel granny dancing recklessly at the Floyd county store And the artist has his suffering, and the gods will have their pain By the time the ride is over, I'm sure I'll ask to ride again To see the snowfall in Wyoming, strung out on Johno's coke Keep a mailbox in Nebraska, so I know that Laura knows She can write a letter once a year and say that we're still close I can put my sins on Benjamin, hear the songs he wrote See, I don't want to hit rock bottom just to see how deep it goes Shine a light on six feet under so I ain't afraid to go Prove in fact it is as lovely as can be When higher lonesome kills the bitter parts of me
[Outro] I've been called by a higher lonesome Higher lonesome killed the bitter parts of meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
