Day: June 3, 2025

Took a few years to get here, brother Greens are greener in the heat of summer Calmness on this evenin' seems a drug Graham and Lucas are having kids while Steve's busy raising his While I climb out a hole I never dug Likely there's a spot, twenty minutes or so We used to get...

If I'm lucky enough, I'll see fogs lift with suns As we roll to play a show in Carolina, Oklahoma, or Chicago I'll grow to know the road to home in places far away Wrinkled, bald, and beat to shit, to never waste a day Enough people will hate me that I know I did...

Pain, sweet pain let's learn something from it Oh see the top brother and I might just summit Cause I've been climbing and climbing for so damn long Thinkin' it's about time someone else is strong Thinkin' it's about time someone else is strong One-two, one-two-three-four Humble yourself holy roller If you don't you're gonna'...

Walking 'round town in a place I've never been In deep, deep Manhattan I recall it all, your dress and how it falls You rollin' in deep satin Won't you call a cab, mister, won't you pay my tab? There's some kids on the curb haymakin' And I ain't been home in three years or...

High tide has been risin' up I've been gettin' up with some boys I used to know We're tryin' to get our pockets up This year has just been movin' fuckin' slow You were comin' out to Pineville, it was freezin' cold I'm gettin' old by the day You said I gave your heart somethin'...

Road dogs are built for sleepin' in I've been up since 4 am At your worst, you're better than my better days There ain't been no sun in LA Since you moved out of Sarah's place I love your mother's stories 'bout you as a kid I heard you scored a job in the east...

I don't wanna bet, but my father wrote a check that I bet his ass could never cash He's bettin' on the eight ball landing in the side wall, cold-blooded killer if you ask But every night, he needs me to land himself a red three-corner pocket at 12 A.M Only twelve years-old, but I...

When I get back to Oklahoma I'll be a little better off than I am right now And you talk so strong but you can't stand straight How'd you fall for a man I've grown to hate? I can drive you by where I learned to curse He's got his creased dress whites in an...

She's got a need to leave you wantin' more She loves hard love and metaphors Leave your shoes off at the door 'Cause dinner's waitin' on you Grand things don't impress her much She's keen to smaller acts She likes honey in her coffee And boys that use their backs Friday afternoon at the Mercury...

No one on this side of town Knows a good place for a boy to drown They look at me so strange when I talk I wish I was a tradesman Learnin' from some beat down old layman On some hillside they ain't named yet Sleepin' next to mountain fire smoke And everyone lately's scarin'...