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A song about suicide that for some reason always gets people dancing.
Hank Waite and the Milkmashers: Honky-tonk heroes.
If "Americana" is just some catchphrase, just about any band could fit the bill. But if it's a true genre, well then, Hank Waite and the Milkmashers define it. Steeped in tradition but always fresh. Honest and, honestly, American. Step up, friend: hear your favorite song again for the first time.
Song Info
Genre
Country • Honky-Tonk
Charts
Peak #246
Peak in subgenre #11
Author
Hank Waite
Rights
2005
Uploaded
May 23, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:43
Lyrics
Written by: Hank Waite Bought a ticket back home. Never no more will I roam so far away Even on a good day I feel alone, I feel alone. I feel alone. Out here where the women come on like an earthquake and leave you like a wildfire out of control. Well they used to come looking for freedom or gold I was just looking for a centerfold And their goons give me looks that could break a man's bones But those girls just ain't looking, and I feel alone. Well there's a waitress I know. Been to more casting calls than there are strip malls on the boulevards of this whole damn town. We used to talk all night long about our dreams and the lives we'd left till one morning while she slept, I woke up and slipped out. Well they used to come looking for freedom or gold. She was just looking for someone to hold. And I would've done different if I'd only known, but now I look in the mirror and I feel alone. And her loving touch could've been enough to keep me just as happy as a child on the Fourth of July But I was all wrapped up in that California stuff And in the haze and the heat I let happiness drive by. Be a month on Saturday since they took her away, eyes closed from the pills she took: one for every heartbreak that she'd ever known. So now I'm out on the street Standing by the depot in the heat smoking cigarettes, waiting on the noon express to take me back home. Well they used to come looking for freedom or gold I was just looking for centerfold And I wish to my heart I had that sweet girl to hold, and I feel alone and I'm going home. Yeah down to my soul, man, I feel alone.
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