The Weary Kind

Your heart's on the loose

You rolled them seven's with nothing lose

And this ain't no place for the weary kind

You called all your shots

Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don't feel like home anymore

And this ain't no place for the weary kind

And this ain't no place to lose your mind

And this ain't no place to fall behind

Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

Your body aches...

Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate

The days and the nights all feel the same

Whiskey has been a thorn in your side

and it doesn't forget

the highway that calls for your heart inside

And this ain't no place for the weary kind

And this ain't no place to lose your mind
And this ain't no place to fall behind

Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try

Your lovers won't kiss...

It's too damn far from your fingertips

You are the man that ruined her world

Your heart's on the loose

You rolled them seven's with nothing lose

And this ain't no place for the weary kind


fallin and flying