Whiskey Nights - Mattox Brothers - 03/21/17 02:40 PM
this is another song written and composed (thru BIAB)
I hope you like it and feedback is greatly appreciated
https://soundcloud.com/user-223323291/whiskey-nights
Whiskey Nights
Ken Mattox/Steve Mattox
Left for California in the middle of May looking for gold in the Hollywood way
Waiting on tables where the glamorous play, empty pockets, Lord, I’m low on pay
I’m drinking up these whiskey nights, betting on falling stars like Billy, Frank and Jesse James
I’ve been dying in my fear; never going anywhere, every night is just the same
So let’s buy another round and drink to whiskey nights
Met my friend Bobby on the streets in LA, six strings blazing until the lights began to fade
We’d pass around the bottle on the streets where we would play,
I could feel the crowd around us, our scars were turning grey
I’m drinking up these whiskey nights, betting on falling stars
Like Billy, Frank and Jesse James
I’ve been dying in my fear; never going anywhere, every night is just the same
So let’s buy another round and drink to whiskey nights
I live on tips and the blood I donate, tell myself there will be better days,
Tired of being broke in the honorable way, I need another shot while I wait for my break
Woke up this morning in a circular haze, body reeking, I need a shower and shave
Spent my day sleeping in my cell in LA, I’ve been searching for my Calamity Jane
I’m drinking up these whiskey nights, betting on falling stars
Like Billy, Frank and Jesse James
I’ve been dying in my fear; never going anywhere, every night is just the same
I’m drinking up these whiskey nights, betting on falling stars
Like Billy, Frank and Jesse James
I’ve been dying in my fear; never going anywhere, every night is just the same
So let’s buy another round and drink to whiskey nights
So let’s buy another round and drink to whiskey nights
I hope you like it and feedback is greatly appreciated
https://soundcloud.com/user-223323291/whiskey-nights
Whiskey Nights
Ken Mattox/Steve Mattox
Left for California in the middle of May looking for gold in the Hollywood way
Waiting on tables where the glamorous play, empty pockets, Lord, I’m low on pay
I’m drinking up these whiskey nights, betting on falling stars like Billy, Frank and Jesse James
I’ve been dying in my fear; never going anywhere, every night is just the same
So let’s buy another round and drink to whiskey nights
Met my friend Bobby on the streets in LA, six strings blazing until the lights began to fade
We’d pass around the bottle on the streets where we would play,
I could feel the crowd around us, our scars were turning grey
I’m drinking up these whiskey nights, betting on falling stars
Like Billy, Frank and Jesse James
I’ve been dying in my fear; never going anywhere, every night is just the same
So let’s buy another round and drink to whiskey nights
I live on tips and the blood I donate, tell myself there will be better days,
Tired of being broke in the honorable way, I need another shot while I wait for my break
Woke up this morning in a circular haze, body reeking, I need a shower and shave
Spent my day sleeping in my cell in LA, I’ve been searching for my Calamity Jane
I’m drinking up these whiskey nights, betting on falling stars
Like Billy, Frank and Jesse James
I’ve been dying in my fear; never going anywhere, every night is just the same
I’m drinking up these whiskey nights, betting on falling stars
Like Billy, Frank and Jesse James
I’ve been dying in my fear; never going anywhere, every night is just the same
So let’s buy another round and drink to whiskey nights
So let’s buy another round and drink to whiskey nights
