The Fretliners - Suitcases & Heartaches

It was a cold windy night in Montana
You didn't kiss me or say goodbye
You got tired of my demons
And up and left me in the middle of the night
Didn't even take up your suitcase
You just slipped out into the moon
Love had gotten too hard here
That always happens to you too soon

Suitcases, heartaches, and worn out shoes
I don't get it, any good time will do

Center Bar, Gillette, Wyoming
I sat and drank with a few fellas there that night
They were riding off in the mornin'
To rob the first train in sight
I'd like to saddle up and join you
But I must bid you adieu
There's a coule them pretty hearted women out there
That I ought to see to

Suitcases, heartaches, and worn out shoes
I don't get it, any good time will do

I wound up in rehab
I was drinking in a one-man band
Six years by the wayside
When the liquor caught the upper hand
I dusted off my six string
And pulled out of my misery
I'm here to tell you that I'm sorry
And that I love you for doin' things the way that you did

Cold windy night in South Dakota
Didn't kiss me or say goodbye
I got an ichin' for the roadway
I up and left you in the middle of the night

Suitcases, heartaches, and worn out shoes
Lord knows that I don't get 'em, any good time will do
Lord knows that I done lived it, any good time will do

Written by:
Thomas Knowlton

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