Kristofferson
Jon Randall Jessi Alexander Larry Gatlin
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Tootsies in the 70s
Rough out boots and faded jeans
Guitar full of songs nobody wants to hear you sing
Whiskey stained lonely nights
Drunken words and bar room fights
You can't hide a poet's broken heart with rolled up sleeves
Ooh rolled up sleeves
Tortured in a motel room
Morning sneaking up on you
Counting out your nickels for a pack of cigarettes
Burning luck and chasing stars
Wondering who the hell you are
Knowing deep down in your heart this may be all you get
Ooh, all you get
Ooh yeah that's it
And the tears, they run
When the truth falls from your tongue
Kristoffer's son
Tough as leather, hard as steel
Dusty as a cotton field
Rolling like a tumbleweed with diesel in your blood
You could never hang around
Or ever hold the love you found
You could never put that guitar down long enough
Ooh long enough
Ooh long enough
And the tears, they run
And it's all been said and done
Kristoffer's son
Tootsies in the 70s
Rough out boots and faded jeans
Guitar full of songs nobody wants to hear you sing