Driving Death Valley Blues Songtext
von Mark Lanegan

Well, I′m so tired of driving
But here comes the highway
Don't wanna go cold turkey
Ride with me Jesus so high on the mainline
It′s the last time I'll drive Death Valley

Remember her kiss is like kerosene
The rest of her, only a memory
Don't feel so bad ′cause you made me
A picture so clear
A picture so clear that it′s crystalline

Better run to the doctor, girl
Run to the medicine
Don't wanna go cold turkey
I′ll be your Napoleon
Be your crippled Alexander
But don't wanna go up the country


Shame there′s nothing to hang it on
Except for this wreck that you made of me
A blackbird singin' a morning song
Sing along
Sing to the end of a century

Sing it
Sing it

Well, I can′t stand the thought of many more miles
But I don't wanna go cold turkey
Here comes the highway
Can't you see what it made me
It′s the last time I′ll drive Death Valley

Remember her kiss is a kerosene
The exile lives in a memory
A scarecrow singin' a morning song
Sing along
Sing to the end of a century

Are you still with me Jesus?
So high on the mainline
Don′t let me go up the country
Girl better run
Better run for the medicine
Don't let me go cold turkey


Don′t let me go cold turkey
Don't wanna go
Oh!