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You just can't trust them pretty girls
They're only here to wreck your world
And make sure you never get to sleep at night
I don't know the reasons why
They all wanna hang you out to dry
Till' you ain't got strength enough left to fight
Oh but I'm in trouble
Like I know you're bound to get in trouble too
And I know that it won't be long
Before the man you love is loving someone new
I walked up to the river bridge and
Stood myself up on the ledge and
Screamed out to everyone: 'let me be'
I got me a worried mind
Gonna find me a worried kind
Of girl, who's lonesome just like me
And I know I'm just one of your poor boys
That you swore you'd never leave behind
And I can see right through you
And I know that you're not my kind
Now all my money's gone
To someplace that it don't belong
I'm singing the broken-down-poorboy blues
I ain't got nothing to my name
But nothing is my favorite game to play
Cause there's never anything to lose
- Álbum:
- Back to Birth
- Miscellaneous
- Till The Light Comes
- Rusty Nails
- Trust Somebody - Single
- Now I Can See For Miles - Single
- Back To Birth (Deluxe Version)
- Sawyer Sessions: Season 2
- American Myth
- Giving Up the Ghost (Bonus Track Version)
- Blues Rock 101
- Blues Rock 50
- The Greatest Rock and Roll Blues
- Giving Up The Ghost
- Paste Magazine Sampler #17: Aug-Sep 2005
- Brokeback Mountain
- This Is Americana 2
- Live From the Mountain Music Lounge, Volume 12
- Fresh Brewed Music
- The Dig Years 2001-2005