Bearhound - Down On Luck

Well, she had goats milk on her lip
And mud up to her hip
And my neck is getting stiff
Cause I've been staring
Well, I grab myself a seat
And I take an honest peek
Well, I just wanna catch a glimpse
Of what she's wearing
Well, I hear her heels
Coming round the corner
She's wearing her knee-high boots
She's been dancing the waltz
With the devil on this
Rainy afternoon
She had sweat below her brow
And catfish in her mouth
And grease was dripping down upon her shirt
Well, call me dumb or call me clever
Oh, but she looks prettier than ever
With the way my dirty mind seems to work
Well, I hear her heels
Coming round the corner
She's wearing her knee-high boots
She's been dancing the waltz
With the devil on this
Rainy afternoon
Well, darlin', put that dagger down
And put your pistol up
Well, I'd play which chamber holds a round
If I weren't so down on luck

Written by:
Abram Woodrow, Jason Schweizer, Melissa King, Natalie Schweizer, Trent Giles

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