Chris Bergson - Laid Up With My Bad Leg In Lenox

Laid up with my bad leg in Lenox
Crisis deepening by the day
Limping on down the road to Texas
Heat beatin’ down in my face

Should I go left or should I go right
The decision’s just too hard to make
Laid up with my bad leg in Lenox
Waiting for the last straw to break

Think I need a shot of rattlesnake whiskey
The heat’s biting down on my heels
Trying to get back to a life that’s simple
I need something that’s real

Pressure’s coming down like sunlight dripping
Floodin’ the desert floor
Sometimes it seems like things are getting easier
They try to do me like they done before
But I’m laid up with my bad leg in Lenox
Got nothing but time to kill

Where were all my friends when shit got heavy
Feel like I’m walking the plank
They took all I had
Gave nothing in return
Not even a simple thanks
But one of these days they’re going to get what’s coming
And I’ll be miles away
Back on my feet with cash in my pocket
Leading the hometown parade
But I’m laid up with my bad leg in Lenox
Waiting for the last straw to break

If I could hitch a ride and get down to Austin
Maybe that’d give me some hope
But I keep hangin’ ‘round
In this deadbeat town
All I can do is mope
Pressure’s coming down like sunlight dripping
Floodin’ the desert floor
Just when it seems like things are getting easier
They try to do me like they done before
But I’m laid up with my bad leg in Lenox
Got nothing but time to kill, oh no

Laid up with my bad leg in Lenox
Laid up with my bad leg in Lenox
Laid up with my bad leg in Lenox
Laid up with my bad leg

Written by:
CHRIS BERGSON, ELLIS HOOKS

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