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Barrel of Tears
04:06
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I'm Drowning in a barrel of my tears
Adding up the price of living hard all these years
Just another painful exercise
Of just how little all my good intentions buy
C'mon little baby did I take you by surprise?
I'm rolling in a barrel of my tears
Hoping that that angry sad look disappears
This time maybe you can set aside
All the things I've done before to make you cry
All the arguments I've made that don't apply
It's not lost on me that you won't be around
I give up to easy and you never stand your ground
I don't mean to disconcert,
but I guess it's too much work
It's not lost on me now
Just a sinister reaction to a constant attraction
That's pulling me away while you're begging me to stay
The sighing and the teardrops and the angry sad eyes
Please don't make this harder than all the other times
Let's skip the cheap romancing and soap opera lines
Does it keep you up at night what you should have done
If you had it to it again would you still run?
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Blue Letter
03:07
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Cemetery Road
05:22
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There's a Red Roof Inn out on Cemetery Road
Where we'd meet late at night when the weather turned cold
Sometimes she was late, sometimes it was me
But we'd end up together eventually
The days would drag on and the nights would fly by
How about tomorrow? I'm not sure I'll try
She was trying to end to our forbidden lust
With a fine sugar coating of cocaine and dust
We carried on like this for a calendar year
With late nights of plenty and next morning tears
With a lump in my throat and our cars side by side
outside of our room our worlds would collide
Cemetery Road, Cemetery Road
Polyester drapes and bathtub mold
Cemetery Road, Cemetery Road
We'd meet late at night when the weather turned cold
There's a field out back where the wind hits the trees
There's an old Cadillac in front of room 33
You put a sign on the door, says Do Not Disturb
You've given me more than I'll ever deserve
But we both know that dawn's soon to break
And we'll never admit to this mistake
There's a Red Roof Inn out on Cemetery Road
Where we'd meet late at night when the weather turned cold
Sometimes she was late, sometimes it was me
We'd end up alone eventually
Cemetery Road, Cemetery Road
Where the carpet's worn and the wallpaper's old
Cemetery Road, Cemetery Road
We'd meet late at night when the weather turned cold
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Jeremy Porter & The Tucos Detroit, Michigan
Jeremy Porter &The Tucos are an original Rock band from Detroit. Part power-pop-rock (like Cheap Trick, Hüsker Dü and X).
Part whiskey-soaked twang (like Uncle Tupelo, Gram Parsons and Waylon Jennings).
We enjoy driving around and making music in Michigan & everywhere else.
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