Sinners Saint - Lifer

It gets pretty loney working up north
The only people call my phone are debt collectors
Eight days a week pack your tools when shes dark
Where's the time gone buddy you're a lifer
You drink away the pain from slaving all day
Susceptible to self abuse you're the one to blame
Because it's hard to stay out of trouble when im alone
Keep your blood thick and keep a clean nose
You best keep your blood thick and a clean nose
You best keep your blood thick and a clean nose

Where'd I go wrong how'd I end up here
I guess it's better here than to be in prison
Keep your head down til' your body is broken
Pay is so good oh I know you would
Eye on the prize and ride til' you die
Over come the fear of blood sweat and tears
Dont know where I belong or when I'll come home
Life on the road is the path that I chose
Life on the road is the path that I chose
You best keep your blood thick and a clean nose

Written by:
Collin Lamb

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