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Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Drive By Truckers. The Dirty South. Goddamn Lonely Love.

I got green and I got blues
And everyday there's a little less difference between the two
I belly up and disappear
Well I ain't really drownin' 'cause I see the beach from here
I could take a Greyhound home but when I got there it'd be gone
Along with everything a home is made up of

So I'll take two what you're havin' and I'll take all of what you got
To kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love

Sister, listen to what your daddy says
Don't be ashamed of things that hide behind your dress
Belly up and arch your back
Well I ain't really fallin' asleep I'm fadin' to black
And you could come to me by plane, but that wouldn't be the same
As that old motel room in Texarkana was

So I'll take two of what you're havin' and I'll take all of what you got
To kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love

Stop me if you've heard this one before
A man walks into a bar and leaves before his ashes hit the floor
Stop me if I ever get that far
The sun's a desperate star that burns like every single one before
And I could find another dream, one that keeps me warm an' clean
But I ain't dreamin' anymore, girl I'm wakin' up

So I'll take two of what you're havin' and I'll take everything you got
To kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love

All I got is his goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love
All I got is his goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love
All I got is his goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love