Dirty Old South - Shannon Lyon

The corner store smells like Pall Malls The cashier wears the same overalls The cops wash the blood off their hands with the moonshine They took from the moonlight Dirty South (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Dirty South (in the Dirty South, Dirty South) Cars burn into the dark sky No leads, nobody knows why Dead bodies in the trees where I get my soul Dead end roads Dead end roads lead to the small trails Headstones from the 1800s Ghosts lurk 'til you feel the chill in your spine In these pines Dirty South (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Dirty South (in the Dirty South, Dirty South) Dirty South you have raised me Dirty South, Dixie made me Dirty South, I love you but sometimes you hate me Times you hate me Dirty South (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Dirty South (in the Dirty South, Dirty South) Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh Dirty South, Dirty South, Dirty South

Since you Passed through I can't move Got my head in a hold, what I know, you control You've been gone For so long Is it wrong To give into this mess, to regress You are all that I want You are all that I want You are all that I want When the lights go out for miles around If I close my eyes in the heat of the crowd I swear I swear I saw you there And the kids all move to the pretty sounds But inside my heart's lying on the ground I swear I swear I've got you there Mistakes That you made Don't erase You would push, you would pull, to control I am sold and you've won Now it's done I can't run You catch up soon enough, it's too much You are all that I want You are all that I want You are all that I want When the lights go out for miles around If I close my eyes in the heat of the crowd I swear I swear I saw you there And the kids all move to the pretty sounds But inside my heart's lying on the ground I swear I swear I've got you there

Well, there are sixteen people in danny's apartment Sixteen people are living in there Remember the days of rent control Grandpa remembers rock and roll These days won't last forever These days won't last for long You know, somebody somewhere owes us a favor That's how things really get done In this world of opportunities, it's a land of possibilities We wanna live in a dirty old town Building it up, tearing us down With our head in the clouds and our feet on the ground We wanna live - dirty old town Dirty old town Now when the ladies come from kansas They wear their traditional colors Today the fabrics are ragged and torn The clothes on their backs is all that they own They say, "don't draw attention to yourself They'll tear you apart for a couple of bucks Keep you head down and keep you nose clean 'Cause people who're scared do dangerous things" These days can't last forever These days can't last for long You know someday things'll get better Somehow things'll get done In this world of possibilities, it's the land of opportunities We wanna live in a dirty old town Building it up, tearing us down With our head in the clouds and our feet on the ground We wanna live - dirty old town Dirty old town These days shoes are worn only on special occasions Battles are fought for fam'ly and nations Maybe you'll pray, but God isn't home And there's no guarantee that justice be done We wanna live in a dirty old town Building it up, tearing us down With our head in the clouds and our feet on the ground We wanna live - dirty old town Dirty old town

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