Testi:
Br549 Tangled In The Pines

It don't matter if I get my picture on the cover of a magazine You'll never know that I always try to do things right It ain't no sweat if I always forget

Well a long time ago when I left home I never thought I would be Part of a wheel in a cog on a belt that turned the big machine I wanted out on the road

Run a mile run a mile to the river Gonna throw off the hunting hounds Run a mile run a mile to the river Gonna wash away or drown I was only there for

Well it's been years since I made all the rounds And closed up all the honky tonks in town I just got used to being on my own Waiting for no one to call

Well I smoked and I drank another night away I hit it pretty hard again yesterday But I was only waiting up to hear you say "You'd better watch out where

Well I woke up this morning and I looked outside And all I had was gone I started wondering "What else could go wrong?" I got them weary violated blues

't seem to care We were on a highway that ain't going anywhere They told us we were wrong a thousand times We rode out to the country and got tangled in the pines