Lyrics
You think I’m up here singing for my supper
A couple loose bills and a pocket full of change
Pouring out my heart on this old pine flood
Behind the mic up here on the stage
I’m searching for serenity
Every time I close my eyes and sing
For a moment I don’t feel nothing
But when the lights go out there’s that sting
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I try to put all my heartache to song
So it don’t cut me and cause me to bleed
I push all the pain right out of my chest
When the lights go out I can’t breath
And the silence is cold as mid-February
On the frozen ground of molly fields cemetery
If you want to feel every scar and bruise
And curse that woman she put on me
Go find a girl from Louisiana
Scorn that woman and then you’ll see