Sittin in the kitchen a house in Macon Loretta's singing on the radio Smell of coffee eggs and bacon Car wheels on a gravel road Pull back the curtains and look outside Somebody somewhere I don't know Come on now child we're gonna go for a ride Car wheels on a gravel road Car wheels on a gravel road Car wheels on a gravel road Can't find a damn thing in this place Nothing's where I left it before Set of keys and a dusty suitcase Car wheels on a gravel road There goes the screen door slamming shut You better do what you're told When I get back this place better be picked-up Car wheels on a gravel road Car wheels on a gravel road Car wheels on a gravel road Low hum of voices in the front seat Stories nobody knows Got folks in Jackson we're going to meet Car wheels on a gravel road Cotton fields stretching miles and miles Hank's voice on the radio Telephone poles trees and wires fly by Car wheels on a gravel road Car wheels on a gravel road Car wheels on a gravel road Broken down shacks engine parts Could tell a lie but my heart would know Listen to the dogs barkin in the yard Car wheels on a gravel road Child in the backseat about four or five years Lookin out the window Little bit of dirt mixed with tears Car wheels on a gravel road Car wheels on a gravel road Car wheels on a gravel road

Sun came up it was another day And the sun went down, you were blown away Why did you let go of your guitar Why did you ever let it go that far Drunken angel Coulda held on to that long smooth neck Let your hand remember every fret Fingers touching each shiny string But you let go of everything Drunken angel Drunken angel You're on the other side Drunken angel You're on the other side Followers would cling to you Hang around just to meet you Some threw roses at your feet And watch you pass out on the street Drunken angel Feed you and pay off all your debts Kiss your brow, taste your sweat Write about your soul, your guts Criticise you and wish you luck Drunken angel Drunken angel You're on the other side Drunken angel You're on the other side Some kind of saviour singing the blues A derelict in your duct tape shoes Your orphan clothes and your long dark hair Looking like you didn't care Drunken angel Blood spilled out from the hole in your heart Over the strings of your guitar The worn down places in the wood That once had made you feel so good Drunken angel Drunken angel You're on the other side Drunken angel You're on the other side Sun came up it was another day And the sun went down, you were blown away Why'd you let go of your guitar Why'd you ever let it go that far Drunken angel Drunken angel

Baby, sweet baby, youre my drug Come on and let me taste you stuff Baby, sweet baby, bring me your gift What surprise you gonna hit me with I am waiting here for more; I am waiting by your door I am waiting on your back steps I am waiting in my car; I am waiting at this bar I am waiting for your essence Baby, sweet baby, whisper my name Shoot your love, into my vein Baby, sweet baby, kiss me hard Make me wonder, whos in charge I am waiting here for more; I am waiting by your door I am waiting on your back steps I am waiting in my car; I am waiting at this bar I am waiting for your essence Baby, sweet baby, I wanna feel you breath Even though you like to flirt with death Baby, sweet baby, cant get enough Please come find me and help me get fucked up I am waiting here for more; I am waiting by your door I am waiting on your back steps I am waiting in my car; I am waiting at this bar I am waiting for your essence Your essence Your essence

Baby, see how I been living Velvet curtains on the windows to Keep the bright and unforgiving Light from shining through Baby, I remember all the things we did When we slept together and the blue behind your eyelids Baby, sweet baby Traced your scent through the gloom 'Til I found these purple flowers I was spent, I was soon Smelling you for hours Lavender, lotus blossoms too Water the dirt, flowers last for you Baby, sweet baby Tangerines and persimmons And sugarcane Grapes and honeydew melon Enough fit for a queen Lemon trees don't make a sound 'Til branches bend and fruit falls to the ground Baby, sweet baby Come to my world and witness The way things have changed 'Cause I finally did it, baby I got out of La Grange Got in my Mercury and drove out west Pedal to the metal and my luck to the test Baby, sweet baby I been tryin' to enjoy All the fruits of my labor I been cryin' for you boy But truth is my savior Baby, sweet baby if it's all the same Take the glory any day over the fame Baby, sweet baby

All the way to Jackson I don't think I'll miss you much All the way to Jackson I don't think I'll miss you much Once I get to Lafayette I'm not gonna mind one bit Once I get to Lafayette I'm not gonna mind one little bit Once I get to Baton Rouge I won't cry a tear for you Once I get to Baton Rouge I won't cry a tear for you All the way to Jackson I don't think I'll miss you much All the way to Jackson I don't think I'll miss you much Once I get to Vicksburg I don't think I'll feel the urge Once I get to Vicksburg I won't even feel an urge All the way to Jackson I don't think I'll miss you much All the way to Jackson I don't think I'll miss you much

Is it too much to ask? I want a comfortable bed That won't hurt my back Food to fill me up And warm clothes And all that stuff Shouldn't I have this, Shouldn't I have this? Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa ohh oh Passionate kisses From you Is it much to demand I want a full house and a rock and roll band Pens that won't run out of ink And cool quiet and time to think Shouldn't I have this, Shouldn't I have this? Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa ohh oh Passionate kisses from you Do I want too much? Am I going overboard to want that touch? I shouted out to the night: "Give me what I deserve, 'cause it's my right" Shouldn't I have this, Shouldn't I have this? Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa ohh oh Passionate kisses From you Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa ohh oh Passionate kisses From you

Three little boys were found in the river On a sweltering summer night Not one soul ever figured it out Who created that terrible sight Now somebody's gotten away with murder And a horrible offense But that's the way we do things in West Memphis They didn't like the music I listened to They didn't like the way I dressed They set me up with a forced confession I never had a chance They threw the book at me at my expense They got no common sense But that's the way they do things in West Memphis Yeah that's the way we do things in West Memphis That's the way we do things in West Memphis It's never been any different So don't come around here and try to mess with us 'Cause that's the way we do things in West Memphis I was framed and sentenced To a life in prison For a crime I didn't commit Wasn't nobody listened or rose to my defense Somebody planted the evidence And he's been lying ever since But that's the way we do things in West Memphis And after all these years they still refuse To say what really happened The crooked methods that they used To frame an innocent man Are hiding in the darkest secrets Behind every picket fence And that's the way we do things in West Memphis Yeah that's the way we do things in West Memphis That's the way we do things in West Memphis It's never been any different So don't come around here and try to mess with us 'Cause that's the way we do things in West Memphis Yeah that's the way we do things in West Memphis That's the way we do things in West Memphis It's never been any different So don't come around here and try to mess with us 'Cause that's the way we do things in West Memphis That's just the way we do things in West Memphis That's just the way we do things in West Memphis