Album by John Hiatt
Number of Lyrics in Album : 9
By John Hiatt, Come out of a fireball Notes burning and the letters scrawled I
By John Hiatt, Back on the corner I'm singing the blues I can see my
By John Hiatt, Well, he packed up his suitcase 'Cause the deal gone down She
By John Hiatt, We were coming down the old turnpike Horse hooves pounding, sledgehammer
By John Hiatt, Caught like a deer in my own headlights Frozen on this
By John Hiatt, In the forest of no gravity Where birds mock reality We laid
By John Hiatt, Close some air Choking in clean underwear Bleeding tongue 8-Ball pounding in my
By John Hiatt, Old school He's the old school he don't say when he's hurtin' he'll
By John Hiatt, I've been too long with my nose in a book I