Lonely Strummer Songtext
von Reid West
Lonely Strummer Songtext
Well, I was a trader searching for something greater than what I could offer
Too many miles on these old four tires makes for a man′s continuous heart's desires
Old work boots, trucker hat, and a Carhartt shirt so you can′t see the scratch from long lost love
Too far gone, cold Decembers calls for lonely strumming on this guitar
A lonely strummer, alone he's strumming, singing songs trying to mend this hole in his heart
That was stole from him while ago in the middle of the winter right before his heart turned cold
It turned ice cold
Sweaty hours and freezing storms, high hopes aren't warm, but it starts a fire in my heart
Cold Decembers call for long winters and I′m not ready for this cooler melody, but it′s a start
Oh, I've always battled seasons, Lord knows the reasons, but I do it all to myself
So many wandering people, we all have a need that′s greater than ourselves
A lonely strummer, alone he's strumming, singing songs trying to mend this hole in his heart
that was stole from him while ago in the middle of the winter right before his heart turned cold
It turned ice cold
Old work boots, trucker hat and a car heart shirt so you can′t see the scratch from long lost love
Too far gone. Cold Decembers calls for lonely strumming on this guitar
Too many miles on these old four tires makes for a man′s continuous heart's desires
Old work boots, trucker hat, and a Carhartt shirt so you can′t see the scratch from long lost love
Too far gone, cold Decembers calls for lonely strumming on this guitar
A lonely strummer, alone he's strumming, singing songs trying to mend this hole in his heart
That was stole from him while ago in the middle of the winter right before his heart turned cold
It turned ice cold
Sweaty hours and freezing storms, high hopes aren't warm, but it starts a fire in my heart
Cold Decembers call for long winters and I′m not ready for this cooler melody, but it′s a start
Oh, I've always battled seasons, Lord knows the reasons, but I do it all to myself
So many wandering people, we all have a need that′s greater than ourselves
A lonely strummer, alone he's strumming, singing songs trying to mend this hole in his heart
that was stole from him while ago in the middle of the winter right before his heart turned cold
It turned ice cold
Old work boots, trucker hat and a car heart shirt so you can′t see the scratch from long lost love
Too far gone. Cold Decembers calls for lonely strumming on this guitar
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