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Reason and Rhyme: Bluegrass Songs by Robert Hunter & Jim Lauderdale (Jim Lauderdale) · Hole in the Head [4 Tracks] (Sugababes) · Hole in the Head (Sugababes) · Head Like a Hole [US] (Nine Inch Nails) · Head Like a Hole (AFI) · Head Like a Hole (Nine Inch Nails) · Hole in the Head (Sugababes) · Hole in the Head, Pt. 2 [UK] (Sugababes) · Head Like A Hole (Opal Mix) (Nine Inch Nails) · Head to Head (Jonathan Butler) – and 90 other albums »


watering hole in my head

In my head
In my head

But every night one by one
All of the beasts I once ran from
Crawl out of the darkness and into my
at him and said I can't do no more for him Jim
With a hand that was trembling I picked up my gun
And I aimed it at Shep's faithful head
But I just
sung by Jim
written by Jim

She comes undone
Got no fix she had no fun
Tries to shoot holes in the sun
It's got her running
She comes complete
in it
Everything gets ruined by the rain
My head's got a hole in it
And everything's been ruined by the rain
past my prime
But pour some Jim Beam whiskey
And I’ll show you a real big time
You don’t need reservations
Drop by anytime
The sun is shinin’ in
never take my pleasure
With another gamblin' man

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in
past my prime
But pour some Jim Beam whiskey
And I’ll show you a real big time
You don’t need reservations
Drop by anytime
The sun is shinin’ in
look up my number
Call me on the phone and say
Hey, boy, where you been so long
Don't you know me
I'm your ace in the hole

Two hundred dollars,
never take my pleasure
With another gamblin' man

Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
Dig a hole in the cold ground
Dig a hole, dig a hole in
and said
"I can do no more for him, Jim"

With hands that were trembling
I picked up my gun
And aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it,
Kurt, Jim, Keith and Jimmy
They were twenty seven
I wanna play with them in Gods' Rockstar heaven

I blow myself away, I blow
Myself away
Just blow
and said
"I can do no more for him, Jim"

With hands that were trembling
I picked up my gun
And aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it,
my enemies close
I give 'em enough rope
They put themselves in the air
I just kick away the chair

We gon' see now
We gon' see clown
Dig a hole
a hole
Your eyes blankened by the sound
And the thought of God

Where should I hang my head?
Where would you like for me
To hang my head

One
and said
I can't do no more for him Jim

With a hand that was trembling I picked up my gun
I aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it I
can't do no more for him, Jim"

With a hand that was trembling I picked up my gun
I aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it, I wanted
from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
"You'd better eat
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
A chef's hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
You better eat up all your beans, boy and clear right
and said
"I can do no more for him, Jim"

With hands that were trembling
I picked up my gun
And aimed it at Shep's faithful head
I just couldn't do it,
getting ready to leave 
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve 
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance

I said Jim don't do it
and said well I can do no more for him Jim
With a hand that was tremblin' I picked up my gun
And I aimed it at Shep's faithful head
But I just couldn't do it
What would I be
If I could free
I couldn't even walk
You trip me up

But you break me in two
And you throw me away
And you spit on my head
You
careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe"

'Till from behind the counter, I saw a man
A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
He grabbed me by
benefits
Paranoia writes the checks
Strung out like a marionette
A hole in the sky, a hole in your head
It's business as usual
We're bringing you disaster in