(Kelly/Mann)
I offered up a weak embrace
'Till her song began to thin
Slowing to a trickle down her chin
Every head is cocked and still
Her troubles have gone on display
We knew he...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
The water is black the coast was clear
Now they're sweating dollars dripping fear
What a way to end the fiscal year
Mopping up the dirty pool
Mopping up the dirty pool
They've give...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
I'm a part of the furniture, this boozer's my home
I've been here forever, this barstool's my throne
I'm drinking short whiskeys with a half pint of stout
I smoke senior service or...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
I'm so content to stand in line
Wait and see, pass the time
Talk a streak, fall asleep
Wake up late, whine and weep
I kiss the hand that slaps me senseless
I'm so accepting, I am s...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
Pushers and junkies and cheap hotel flunkies
Pulled the day down through the floor
Arrival, departure and very soon after
No one knows Stanley Cup scores
Frankfurt I'm sorry ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
(Kelly/Mann)
Said it once, said it twice
It carried on through the night
You were feeling big
And looking bigger
You came down upon her figure
Six-foot-four, two-hundred pounds
The...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
The angel watching over me
Was needed someplace else
Kicked out the feet from under me
And watched me fall to earth
I learned a thing or two, you know it
It's true
Goodbye grace
Th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
(Kelly/Mann)
I can barely keep a grip on the pen I hold
Better get a grip on myself I'm told
I've grown bitterly, shameslessly,
Indescribably cold
I dove well into my cups
And wrot...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
Jesus hangs behind the glass
Above venitian doors
His window box boasts crimson flowers
Fresh cut the day before
And you couldn't find a smile
If you nailed it to his face
But Jes...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West
Chorus:
You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left
There so-called vacations
Will soon be my death
I'm so sick from teh dr...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Spirit of the West