Anderson East - Bone Dry
Lonely as I sit
broke down off the highway.
Cars they sweep beside me,
on damp asphalt.
and I?m not sure where to go
I sit with the radio on.
& light a smoke.
Cause? helplessness overwhelms us.
It?s out of my hands
I?m enclosed in a tin can
that ran bone dry.
Well, I suppose today ain?t my day.
Between the sheets I should have stayed
back in Alabama.
Oh, how the winter chill greets
the warmth beneath
my rain coat.
Cause? helplessness overwhelms us.
It?s out of my hands
I?m enclosed in a tin can
that ran bone dry.
Letras Anderson East