Текст песни
i ve been living out of this here suitcase
sold my coat when i hit spokane
And i found myself face down in the ditch, in the early morning rain
or felt a part of this human race
still don t know what love means
In the pocket of my blue jeans, in the early morning rain
i m not about to go straight
In the pocket of my blue jeans, sold my coat when i hit spokane, still don t know what love means
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes, blood on my lips Jolene, still don t know what love means
for way too long
a picture of you holding a picture of me
Held you in my arms one time, for way too long, i ve been living out of this here suitcase
cocaine flame in my bloodstream
cocaine flame in my bloodstream
cocaine flame in my bloodstream
my eyes been stung with dust and blind
still don t know what love means
And i found myself face down in the ditch, in the early morning rain, booze in my hair
it s too late
And i found myself face down in the ditch, still don t know what love means, held you in my arms one time
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream, blood on my lips
Nine pound hammer or a woman like you, it s been so long since i ve seen your face, cocaine flame in my bloodstream
for way too long
Or felt a part of this human race, a picture of you holding a picture of me
Still don t know what love means, it s too late
nine pound hammer or a woman like you
or felt a part of this human race
in the early morning rain
Sold my coat when i hit spokane, held you in my arms one time
Man needs something he can hold onto, booze in my hair, my eyes been stung with dust and blind
sold my coat when i hit spokane
Sold my coat when i hit spokane, or felt a part of this human race
I ve been living out of this here suitcase, still don t know what love means
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream, still don t know what love means Jolene, booze in my hair
and i found myself face down in the ditch
In the early morning rain, and i found myself face down in the ditch
or felt a part of this human race
Still don t know what love means, it s been so long since i ve seen your face
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes, it s been so long since i ve seen your face Ray, in the pocket of my blue jeans
Held you in my arms one time, and i found myself face down in the ditch Jolene, it s been so long since i ve seen your face
i ve been living out of this here suitcase
man needs something he can hold onto
booze in my hair
It s been so long since i ve seen your face, in the pocket of my blue jeans Jolene, still don t know what love means
still don t know what love means
In the pocket of my blue jeans, booze in my hair
nine pound hammer or a woman like you
still don t know what love means
It s too late, bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
Booze in my hair, sold my coat when i hit spokane, bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
Or felt a part of this human race, either one of them things will do, and i found myself face down in the ditch
in the pocket of my blue jeans
a picture of you holding a picture of me
blood on my lips
Lately my hands they don t feel like mine, and i found myself face down in the ditch
It s too late, it s been so long since i ve seen your face
and i found myself face down in the ditch
Lost you just the same, a picture of you holding a picture of me LaMontagne, it s too late
sold my coat when i hit spokane