Thrown To The Wolves

I sold my soul to the devil

At the ripe old age of 35

Sometimes you do what you gotta do

Just to get by, stay alive

 

Well let me tell you somethin’

That I wish I knew back then son

You see the Devil is in the details

And your idol hands are his playground

 

One the line and on the rocks

My life, my nose, that whiskey

Chasin’ rainbows, and chasin’ tail

Still got some outlaw left in me

 

Well I may never meet the mark

Can’t hold a candle to you

But every time I burn that midnight oil

You know I set your bridges burnin’ too

 

I walk in to this dive bar

Carryin’ nothin’ but this guitar

To play for low lives and scum bags

Cowboys and drunks just like me

 

Your bone of contention

Baby it’s my lesson in disguise

Tell me how’s the view past your nose

With that plank in your eye

 

Well I’m a far cry from being Done and Dusted

And it’s a long shot at findin’ my way home

I may be low down, flat broke and busted baby

Moving in dribs and drabs with fits and starts

Let me tell you somethin’

 

 

Well I’m a far cry from being Done and Dusted

And it’s a long shot at findin’ my way home

I may be low down, flat broke and busted baby

Moving in dribs and drabs with fits and starts

Let me tell you somethin’

 

I’m far cry from being done and dusted, mmhmm