Driving Death Valley Blues

Mark Lanegan

Composição de: Mark Lanegan
Well I'm so tired of driving but here comes the highway 
Don't wanna go cold turkey 
Ride with me Jesus so high on the mainline 
It's the last time I'll drive Death Valley 
Remember her kiss is like kerosene 
The rest of her only a memory 
Don't feel so bad 'cause you made me 
A picture so clear 
A picture so clear that it's crystalline 
Better run to the doctor, girl, run to the medicine 
Don't wanna go cold turkey 
I'll be your Napoleon be your crippled Alexander, but 
Don't wanna go up the country 
Shame there's nothing to hang it on 
Except for this wreck that you made of me 
A blackbird singin' a moring song, sing along 
Sing to the end of a century 
Sing it 
Well I can't stand the thought of many more miles, but 
I don't wanna go cold turkey 
Here comes the highway can't you see what it made me 
It's the last time I'll drive Death Valley 
Remember her kiss is a kerosene 
The exile lives in a memory 
A scarecrow singin' a morning song, sing along 
Sing to the end of a century 
Are you still with me Jesus so high on the mainline 
Don't let me go up the country 
Girl better run, better run for the medicine 
Don't let me go cold turkey 
Don't let me go cold turkey 
Don't wanna go
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