Lyrics:
This here’s my tal
About a dead dude still breathing
I paid my dues
In worn out shoes
Oh I got
Oh I got
Oh I got them Dead Dude Blues
Stung by
myself
I wish you well
I wish you well
I'm better sleeping on my own
I don't need you blowing up my phone
I was worn out by your love
I wish you well
waiting
Waiting on the other side of the line
I got nothing behind me
Nothing left to remind me
Just a worn out picture
A vision of you by my side
trying to remember this dream
That I just woke up from
Before I came back into this
Broken and yet beautiful world
I remember seeing so many
Worn out faces
This big white redneck's got the blues
From this cowboy hat to these worn out boots
A woman done lit my fuse
And this bar ain't got the booze
"Um ... this song was written by ... erm, erm..."
What would you sell?
Loose glasses and suit
Heart and soul
Won't wear out
That's not
Getting there are things I must learn
And I been running
And running
And running
And running
Now here I stand
In my worn out shoes
And my life long blues
to you
Right or wrong, I’m hanging on
Tracing your name in the sky
Counting clouds, crying out tears rolling by
By and by
Silk flowers forgotten
case you found me
So there's a room in my heart for you
If your trust has been stolen too
If you walk softly on this worn out wooden floor
began
With another pint of I love you's
A vinyl heart and worn out shoes
And blues that send a shiver through the band
Don't pick another helpless flower
need some vitamin sea
Yeah, I gotta go now
'Cause I'm a little worn down
And I'm a little burned out
And I need a vacation
Aloha, let the good tides
worn out home made shoes
I’ll blame it on the suit
I’ll blame it on the blues
I’ll use any, any old excuse
Nothing ventured nothing feared
I’m dusty,
You're too much for me
I'm a worn-out sail
On the sidewalk sea
There's a light
There's a fire shining day and night
It came burning through
Shine
My beard's gone shaggy my hair is matted untamed
Boots worn down
And these blue jeans is feelin the same
More holes than shirt
These dark shades hide
right
Noticin' the days hurryin' by
When you're in love, my, my how they fly!
Blue days, all of them gone
Nothin' but blue skies from now on!
with you till you're all worn out
Back where the guests like souvenirs
Prison colour blue
It's a uniform of choice
Count yourself lucky
That you
is for my people that gave up on the turn up. People
Fightin’ hard to stay awake till the sun comes up
Getting worn out by that energetic blitz, till
others have worn
All held together by a management glue
Too much glue, and the stars turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue
Turn blue
I'm going under
You
been sitting still
Gonna drive myself insane
I heard this one too many time
That ole worn out refrain
By now I prolly smell so bad
I'd put still water
feet
She's a muse, a flower amongst the mud
The kind your momma were to approve
Twisting & turning in loves abyss
I've been feeling worn out
I'm
told I'm a no good writer
Worn out shoes still got the blues
Can't wake my faith and make it happen
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know how
Got by on cheap time but it goes faster
I worn out, I worn
neck and my arms (arms)
Got garments that's never been worn (nope)
Got a dime bitch the same color orange (orange)
YSL the gang, come and join us
Tell the Ledger-Star
The prodigal son-of-a-bitch
Is comin’ round
Leave my blue suede shoes by the door
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come
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