Nashville Snakeskins
Are you showing off
Your Nashville Snakeskins
For
the boys in NY city.
Did
you take another pill,
Dance
till closing?
I
bet they played your song,
When
'every song is your song'
Remember
when you said that.
You
stole the music from my fingers
Every
word I wrote you sang
And
now your voice is free to
Fly
on the streets of N.Y.
I'm
tired of always being right
And
going up against your tide
Baby,
if I could
I
would lay down and die
But
I got a life to live
I
got a house to build
Far
from here
And
the streets of N.Y.
Lucky
that your baby's safe
Ex-husband
helps hide the mistakes
Guilt
is lighter when you're spoiled
And
when you're convinced that you're right
Time
will tell and kill the lie
And
all you're foolish, precise pride
Will
be lost
On
the streets of N.Y.
I
don't want to go back
I
don't want to go back
To
the streets of N.Y.
I
got a life to live
I
got a house to build
Point
your finger somewhere else
Tell
your friends to kiss my ass.
This
one-way town can burn
This
mountain's fire will rise.
A
beggar's mouth is always dry
The
fool will cry at 3 am
Baby,
if I could
I'd
lay down and die.