My trusty old truck broke down on the Sunday after

Миша Македонский
My trusty old truck broke down on the Sunday afternoon.
I ain’t got dough. I aint’t got home. I’m hauling up the Moon.
My crazy wife is bitching Hell,
‘Cause all our sons are in the jail.
And the doc said that I’am dying very soon.

Going down. Going down. Going down in the flames.
No friend, and no hope. Whiskey hits at what it aims.
Going down… Going down…
Sheriff kicked me out of town!
Just for reckoning get rope to end all games.

I am reckoning get rope to end all games.
I am reckoning get rope to end all games.
Sheriff kicked me out of town,
And I am so going down,
And I am so going down in the flames.

November 12, 2018
Rt.10 Between LA and Phoenix


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