The night just seems to drag on forever
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Waiting for that cleansing morning call
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Running from the mirror,
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So I don't see it any clearer
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As fireworks bright and loud, burn out and fall
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Wild and lonesome
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Wild and lonesome
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You're blowing through life son
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Like a Texas dust storm
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Wild and lonesome
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Like a child who wants someone to play with
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And keep him warm
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Bottle full of venom's used for drowning
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The ever-loving woman all my time
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Take another toe, keep on smiling, life's a joke
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Keep on going till I forget the things I've done
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Wild and lonesome
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Wild and lonesome
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You're blowing through life son
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Like a Texas dust storm
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Wild and lonesome
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Like a child who wants someone to play with
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To keep him warm
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When I finally see the line on the horizon
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She illuminates the sky before my eyes
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And before I get the chance to ask her for the dance
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The poison once again left me immobilized
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Wild and lonesome
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Highest stone sour [?]
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You're blowing through life son
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Like a Texas dirt storm
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Wild and lonesome
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Like a child who wants someone to play with
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And keep him warm
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Someone to?[?]lay with, feed him
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And keep him warm
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Wild & Lonesome
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Shooter Jennings |