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Jamey Johnson That Lonesome Song

' high That Southern Baptist parking lot is where I'd go to smoke my pot Sit there in my pickup truck and pray And staring at that giant cross just reminded me that

s a southbound train, it's a whistle in the wind Ain't no one there to care where I've been I'm hummin' on that lonesome song again I took a trip across

I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore Maybe I've learned this time I hope that I find what I'm reaching for The way that it is in my mind Someday

now To look out past the bright lights on that stage 'Cause God put stars in Alabama You just can't find in Tennessee The same ones are waiting on you That

s gone? If John Wayne, Gene and Roy are now just some cowboys That yesterday stampeded on then tell me who's gonna ride us away? Who's gonna do it that

And Lord knows that I hate to see Mary go round, Mary go round Mary I wish you'd stop taking your heartache to town Why can't you see that free love

' a demon that's after my soul Or sendin' an angel to hell? Am I right or is she right or are we both wrong? Or is it even about that at all? As heaven

I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore, And maybe I've learned this time. I hope that I find what I'm reaching for, the way that it is in my mind. (

can't tell it here but it was hot that June and that rose was red and her eyes were blue and just look at that smile I was so proud. Thats the story of