Eyes of the South - Down

goddamn!

this time it’s real,

it’s a love that I feel.

I may be tainted but god knows

it’s good to me, 'cause you see —

I leave my woes at

stranger’s road dispose,

and let the sun back on my face.

It’s a soul sense of pride,

good lord the south is blind,

but she gives me

so much sufferage with my pain,

I feel the strain

when I get behind a big slow day

I’ve fucked it all

was that down?

was that family?

I leave my woes at

stranger’s road dispose.