Tom Proctor

Tom Proctor

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Country - Americana | Culver City, California, United States
Total Song Plays: 5   
Member Since: 2020
   Last Login: over 30 days ago
   Sounds Like: Chris Stapleton, Lynyrd Skynyrd

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Plays:

1

Song Description

A woman can steal your soul much like an addiction

Story Behind the Song

The spirt of the woman the drove him to drinking haunts his flask of whiskey

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Lyrics

1st verse:
I poured the devil in my coffee and drank her deep in to my soul
I looked in the eyes of this angel and felt the fires of hell out of control
Chorus:
The lying eyes of this Angel Just guide me down hells own road.
I believed it was love in love in her eyes but she was only collecting souls
2nd verse:
I hold my love close to my heart she's in this shinny silver flask
her sweet kiss moistens my lips
The fire water drowns the past
chorus:
The gentle touch of this Angel just guides me down hells own road.
I believed it was love in those eyes but she was only collecting souls
3rd verse
I poured the devil in my coffee trying hard to loose my past but the road to redemption wines forever and I don't know how long I can last
chorus:
The lying eyes of this Angel Just guide me down hells own road.
I believed it was love in love in her eyes but she was only collecting souls
Close: I pour the devil in my coffee

Song Length
4:18
Genres
Country - Americana, Country - Americana
Tempo / Feel
Very Slow (Under 70)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Mood
Depressing

Subject Matter
Bad Love, Alchohol, Beer, Wine

Similar Artist
Hank Williams Jr.
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Tom Proctor
Music Credits Tom Proctor
Producer Credits Tom Proctor
Publisher Credits rockin Teepee
Performance Credits Tom Proctor Band