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Whisky Roads

Whisky Roads

Publicado el 27, dic, 2024 Actualizado 27, dic, 2024 Poetry and Songs
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Whisky Roads


Ridin' through the dusk, my shadow's gettin' thin,

From Tulsa to Tennessee, drownin' in my sin,

Sold my soul to the Devil, a deal I can't undo,

For a flask of whisky that burns me straight through.


Ghost towns and memories, they haunt my every mile,

A bottle in my saddlebag and my heart out on trial,

Every creek and canyon are whisperin' my shame,

As I chase the fading sun, searchin' for my name.


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Whisky roads and Devil's tolls, ridin' through the pain,

From Tulsa to Tennessee, under the blackened rain,

Sold my soul for a moment's peace, but peace is hard to find,

Just a cowboy and his demons, leavin' tracks behind.


Six strings on my guitar, I am playing my last tune,

Campfire as my witness, beneath a lonesome moon,

The stars that used to guide me have all begun to fade,

Left alone with my choices in a deal I should've never made.


Every town's a blur now, and faces look the same,

Just a wanderin' cowboy, playin' a losin' game,

Prayin' for redemption, but fearin' it's too late,

As the devil's whisper echoes that are sealing my fate.


[CHORUS]

Whisky roads and Devil's tolls, ridin' through the pain,

From Tulsa to Tennessee, under the blackened rain,

Sold my soul for a moment's peace, but peace is hard to find,

Just a cowboy and his demons, leavin' tracks behind.


Last day on the road now, I never felt so alone,

I’ll only leave my boots and hat behind once I am gone.

Welcome me with open arms, my sweet sweet Tenessee,

As the Devil will collect tonight… after my last shot of whisky.


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Daniel Muriot hace 2 meses

From Tulsa to Tennessee with a bottle of whisky in my saddlebag... J'y étais rien qu'en fermant les yeux !

(Du coup, j'ai soif.)

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Franck Labat hace 2 meses

Il l'aura payée cher sa dernière bouteille, et il faut qu'elle lui fasse plus de 600 miles... Mais oui... quel voyage !

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