Альбом Ryan Bingham

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If I held my breath in the mornin,
Would I wake up for a lifetime.
Lose my job in this depression,
Well I don't care, cause I got your love.

In this depression
All I need is you.
In this depression
What is there to lose.

If I held your your hand in this town
They would lock me up for possession,
But now they're strung out on heroin
And we've gone out to California.

I could make some friends
Down at the courthouse.
Get bailed out and go on welfare.
I'd rather lay down in a pine box
Than sell my heart to
A fucking wasteland.

If I held my breath in the morning
Would I wake up in a new land.
I'd follow you forever
And dance all night in this depression.

The other day I found myself up on the corner
I thought I run into a friend of mine
Ended up that he was just a stranger
I said hello as he passed me by

Then he turned and put a gun to my head
He said, My friend I’m going to rob you blind
I said You must be out of your luck
I ain’t got no money and I’m all out of time

He pulled the trigger and I fell to my knees
My spirit left and then my body went cold
I’m looking down upon the lights of the city
I feel alive, but I’m dead and gone

Ain’t no more begging on the side of the road
Ain’t no more sleeping on the edge of a frown
Ain’t no more favors from someone I don’t know
There ain’t nobody to hear me, there ain’t nobody around

Hallelujah, somethings wrong
Hallelujah, somethings wrong
Hallelujah, dead and gone
Hallelujah, it’s just a song

So tell me now if your singing can bring me
Another day with my feet on the ground
I miss living and living misses me
I miss it so, that it’s holding me down

For all the things that I never could change
For all the reasons that I never understood why

I’m dead and gone, baby
There’s somethings wrong, baby
Oh somethings wrong cause you know I still feel alive

My train is rolling down the line
and I’m waiting for it to bring me a dream
of holding you up in my eyes

I’m dead and gone, baby
I’m so alone, baby
And hear my song cause I’m coming down

I’m not a one nighter
I ain’t a flat liner
I’ve never came between the harmonies you’re singing loud

Hallelujah, somethings wrong
Hallelujah, it’s just a song
Hallelujah, somethings wrong
Hallelujah, it’s just a song

The other day I found myself up on the corner
I thought I run into a friend of mine…

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Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind

You called all your shots
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don’t feel like home anymore

And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

Your body aches…
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the same

Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
and it doesn’t forget
the highway that calls for your heart inside

And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

Your lovers won’t kiss…
It’s too damn far from your fingertips
You are the man that ruined her world

Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind