Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lost Cause Like Me, artist - Jon Wolfe. Date of issue: 11.05.2023
Song language: English
Lost Cause Like Me |
| Another bloody Mary morning and a cigarette |
| I got a hole in my bucket where my shits are kept |
| So, I think I’ll just go hobo with a bottle of Juan lobo |
| And hop a train out west |
| But I dig out my boots from a pile of dirty clothes |
| And I wrangle on a shirt and faded jeans with a few good holes |
| Find a mini nip of whiskey |
| In my pocket with a fifty so I’m good to go |
| Yeah I’m good to go |
| Maybe things are lookin' up, I could use a change of luck |
| Though lord knows I bring it mostly on myself |
| Singin' these old songs hauntin' every honky tonk |
| From Dallas down to the Travis county jail |
| Well my Mama prays I’ll change like a farmer prays for rain |
| In a July drought at night down on her knees |
| Thank God her and Jesus won’t let go of a lost cause like me |
| Well the mile markers passed are showin' round my eyes |
| From way too much hard livin and too little livin right |
| But I’ve got Ganga in my guitar |
| Case where all my picks are that I can hit tonight |
| Yeah I’ll be a hit tonight |
| Well maybe things are lookin' up, I could use a change of luck |
| Though lord knows I bring it mostly on myself |
| Singin' these old songs hauntin' every honky tonk |
| From Dallas down to the Travis county jail |
| Well my Mama prays I’ll change like a farmer prays for rain |
| In a July drought at night down on her knees |
| Thank God her and Jesus won’t let go of a lost cause like me |
| Yeah thank God her and Jesus won’t let go |
| Of a lost cause like me |
| All right |