Way Behind Songtext
von Malcolm Holcombe

It used to be the east side
That drug me down too far
I wallowed in my bad moves
And hollered in the dark

Spent all my time dyin′
And losin' ev′ry thought
Of a precious tiny hand
Holdin' on and turnin' cold

Beatin′ up ol memories
Of never good enough
Leavin′ all the laughter
And your kindness way behind

It used to be the squandered
Dollars from your sweat
And the last words that I heard
Goin' out the door you said


Now the neighbors all remember
The fancy funeral homes
I never set a foot in
To comfort anyone

Beatin′ up ol memories
Of never good enough
Leavin' all the laughter
And your kindness way behind

Lord have mercy now and then
When shadows follow clouds
Too heavy with my tears
To hold back even now

You can listen to the stories
Gettin′ through another day
Without you without you
In the blues

Beatin' up ol memories
Of never good enough
Leavin′ all the laughter
And your kindness way behind


Beatin' up ol memories
Of never good enough
Leavin' all the laughter
And your kindness way behind