Song Description
Country boy loses his youth and innocence on the streets of a city's Chinatown.
| Song Length |
3:10 |
Genre |
Country - General, Country - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Depressing |
Subject |
Regret |
Lyrics
I got one last ciggarette to keep me warm
Waiting on a bus that will take me back home.
Grew thin like a branch on a willow tree.
Selling my hick blood out in the city.
Momma I'm not your baby anymore.
Can't stay long, I'm going back in the morning.
I remember my days back on the farm.
Boredom was twisting my arm.
Oh I didn't have a care and I didn't owe a dime.
Now paying back rent's just spending up my time.
Lord there ain't no shelter from this spitting rain.
I guess God is trying to wash the dirt away.
Chinatown killed the young man in me
Face-down, lying, my arm's bleeding.
Oh lord, you got me on my knees.