I Move on like a sinner's prayer
Lettin' go like a
She's thinkin' about what her kids are doin'
Five miles away,
Sometimes they're in a bottle
Sometimes a pair of high-heel shoes
Some
I turned on the evening news
Saw an old man being
Steel drums still ringing in my head
Well I feel pain,
She played third base on a softball team
Had a pretty
I couldn't wait to turn sixteen
And drive all the boys
I'm not afraid of lonely
I've gotten good at being that
Ain't
Shift work, hard work, tired body
Blue-collar shirt and a baseball
Everybody thinks I've got it all
Nobody really does, do they?
I've
"I walked in there," said Slim
Cleaning up his memory with