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stabbed the table, slipped right through my hand
bled out on the floor by the tv again
siren
asked the sheriff now what did I do
he said son we ain't looking for you

40 dollars and I headed south
the tank was bone dry not ten miles from your house
siren
must have been from the gunshots I heard
some people, they just never learn

I don't pray to no god for mercy
for my dirty old soul
I pay the price as I'm digging this hole
nowhere else to go

crossed the wires, she started right up
I ain't never had me no brand new pickup truck
siren
ain't as fast as what's down in my veins
I got nothing to lose or to gain

20 years from some judge on the rag
came out with tattoos, a colostomy bag
siren
what the hell, my probation was blown
by the gun in the glove box alone

I don't pray to no god for mercy
for my dirty old soul
I pay the price as I'm digging this hole
nowhere else to go

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from better days are coming, released November 6, 2012
written and recorded by matt hudgins

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Matt Hudgins Marietta, Georgia

Visionary genius luminary mastermind of the Shit-Hot Country Band, The Sky Children, Tetchy Seisakujo, Hopalong Hudge and his Buckskin Buddies; co-owner of Superfluous Umlaut Records and New Songs of the Old West Publishing.

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