Jolene Songtext
von Zac Brown Band
Jolene Songtext
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
In the early morning rain
Lately my hands, they don′t feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust and blinds
Held you in my arms one time
I lost you just the same
Jolene, well I ain't about to go straight
It′s too late and I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means
Jolene
La la la la la la la
Jolene
La la la la la la la, la la la
It′s been so long since I′ve seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
Been living out of this here suitcase
For way too long
Man needs something he can hold onto
A nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene, well I ain't about to go straight
It′s too late, and I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don′t know what love means
Jolene
La la la la la la la
Jolene
La la la la la la la, la la la
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
In the early morning rain
Lately my hands, they don′t feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust and blinds
Held you in my arms one time
I lost you just the same
Jolene, well I ain't about to go straight
It′s too late and I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means
Jolene
La la la la la la la
Jolene
La la la la la la la, la la la
It′s been so long since I′ve seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
Been living out of this here suitcase
For way too long
Man needs something he can hold onto
A nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene, well I ain't about to go straight
It′s too late, and I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don′t know what love means
Jolene
La la la la la la la
Jolene
La la la la la la la, la la la
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
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