Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lexington Jail , by - Tim Easton. Song from the album Break Your Mother's Heart, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 31.12.2002
Record label: New West
Song language: English
Lexington Jail |
| Well I don’t have a nickel to put in your cup |
| And I don’t have ten dollars just so you can fix up |
| I’m a travelin' myself |
| I don’t appreciate your empty gas tank lines |
| I get back home tomorrow |
| Or maybe just lay down and die |
| I might have a true love but I’m just looking for a roof |
| I never lasted in a lie to her |
| But I might not tell the truth to you |
| And the truth about my home is, that it’s just easier to lie |
| Well a home is where I lay my head |
| Or maybe where I just lay down and die |
| I went to see some friends down Kentucky way |
| Spent the night getting sober in the Lexington jail |
| And when they let me go |
| I just stood with my hands to the sky |
| I’ll be in Tennessee tomorrow |
| Or maybe just lay down and die |
| Said I don’t have two nickels to put in your cup |
| And I don’t have ten dollars just so you can fix up |
| I’m atravelin' myself |
| I don’t appreciate your empty gas tank lines |
| All lies |
| I get back home tomorrow |
| Maybe just lay down and die |
| I get back home tomorrow |
| Maybe just lay down and die |
| I get back home tomorrow |
| Maybe just lay down and die |