Remember when I whispered in your ear
With whiskey on my breath?
A cottonmouth grew out your hair and bit me on the lip
That fine day, when I was still hooked on depression
My life back home was to hard to mention
I was riding around looking for a place to be
Lost out here in God's country
Get off late at night and all I think is you
Waiting up all night, to see the Sun burst in my room
Memories grow old with their a long descension
I was always the one with all the cruel intentions
I was riding around looking for a time to leave
Garbed up, dolled up and ready to flee
Like a gold lipped saint waiting on his christening
I ain't ever seen a pretty thing
Until I met you
Cigarettes packed down in the Crown Vic
Your puppy eyes stare me down with a cow lick
In this town, honey even the trees lean with a grudge
In the bar room you told me you had enough
You were, sick and tired of everything
Looking for something other than God's country
Where'd you go my love?
Come find me, cause I need a break
Your sisters on the phone told me you made your escape
That you're out here wandering in the wild world again
And you can't stand it
Riding in a greyhound trying to find love
Choking down a bottle and high on rocks
You asked Lazarath, baby have you had enough?
I tell her no, honey I can still smell my own blood
Riding around looking for a place to be
Looking for something other than God's country
Like a ghost in the hillock whispering
I ain't ever seen a pretty thing
Until I met you
