Tuesday, July 17, 2012

j o l e n e

sometimes life gets away from you.

ya know.

like when you are moving into a lovely 
new house with beautiful hardwood floors
and that lovely house has a lot of work that needs done
and you are planning a trip to the phillipines, and korea,
and one to key west, and the grand cayman islands,
oh and Jamaica.

and you work.
errr day

and you have an incredibly good looking husband who
you are happy to procrastinate everything with and
go to a fiona apple concert.
grab drinks and fly fish the river.
walk to the park and play frisbee with for hours.
race bikes through the pitchblacknight.
read long books as he play jolene on the guitar.

oh and the dog.
i inhale too much coffee.

 jolene

cocaine flame in my bloodstream
sold my coat when i hit spokane
bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
in the early morning rain
lately my hands they don't feel like mine
my eyes been stung with dust and blind
held you in my arms one time
lost you just the same

jolene

well i ain't about to go straight
it's too late
i found myself face down in a ditch
booze in my hair
blood on my lips
a picture of you holding a picture of me
in the pocket of my blue jeans
still don't know what love means
still don't know what love means
jolene la la la la la la la
jolene la la la la la la la
la la la

it's been so long since i seen your face

or felt a part of this human race
been living out of this here suitcase for way too long
a man needs something he can hold onto
a nine pound hammer or a woman like you
either one of them things will do

jolene

well i ain't about to go straight
it's too late
i found myself face down in a ditch
booze in my hair
blood on my lips
a picture of you holding a picture of me
in the pocket of my blue jeans
still don't know what love means
still don't know what love means

jolene la la la la la la la

jolene la la la la la la la
la la la

cocaine flame in my bloodstream

sold my coat when i hit Spokane

 

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