Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poet's Prayer, artist - Sunny Sweeney. Date of issue: 30.04.2020
Song language: English
Poet's Prayer |
| Only time I see my friends |
| Is on the posters in the bar room wall |
| Only time I hear their voice |
| Is in a drunken late-night hotel call |
| See you’re out in Houston |
| I’m giggin' in L.A. |
| Maybe we’ll cross paths |
| One of these days |
| This business breaks your heart |
| It’s a big old mean machine |
| It’ll grind your bones to make your bread |
| And then piss all over your dreams |
| That ain’t why we do this |
| If it was we wouldn’t last long |
| No, we’re all hooked on the power of a song |
| May our beds be soft |
| Coffee strong and hot |
| May the angels of the blacktop |
| Keep our souls from getting lost |
| If there’s a patron saint of troubadours |
| On the road from here to there |
| Watch over us |
| That’s my three-chord poet’s prayer |
| It’s gonna be some real hard nights |
| And some holes in the wall |
| The next night you’ll be on top of the world |
| The next morning you might fall |
| Things we miss back home |
| Are never lost on me |
| Kids growing up, funerals, anniversaries |
| I didn’t choose this life |
| This travelin' life chose me |
| I was born to be a gypsy |
| So that’s what I’ll always be |
| Have a good next show |
| Keep it between the lines |
| Know you’re always in my heart and on my mind |
| May our beds be soft |
| Coffee strong and hot |
| May the angels of the blacktop |
| Keep our souls from getting lost |
| If there’s a patron saint of troubadours |
| On the road from here to there |
| Watch over us |
| That’s my three-chord poet’s prayer |
| Watch over my friends |
| That’s my three-chord poet’s prayer |