Neon Rain
Bellamy Brothers the
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Well, I was born in the alley, of a honky tonk
My mama made a living, serving drinks, to drunks
My daddy played strings, off of a fender guitar
But he never stood a chance in hell, of being a star
Beaten down by the blues, baptized, by the flame
And I was raised on hard times, in the neon rain
Well, I grew up moanin', like a train whistle blows
I hoboed, and hitchhiked, all the way to the coast
I tried to run away from my youth, and my past
I met women that I loved, but my love's never last
My old dreams, caused heartache
My new ones, caused pain
And I never could outrun, that old neon rain
Now, I ain't trying to bend your ear, to sympathize
I know, the whole thing sounds like a pack of lies
When you're talking hard times, and misery
I have to try to do my best, to make them all see
That I was mentored by drunkards, and gambling' fools
The barroom was my domicile, and poker, was my tool
I played poker with the best, but I never won or lost
Mostly, I broke even, while my soul, paid the cost
Whiskey drinking, dice rolling, nothing to gain
Living and dying, in the neon rain
Now, I ain't tryin' to bend your ear, to sympathize
I know, the whole thing, sounds like a pack of lies
When you're talkin' hard times, and misery
But I have to try to do my best, to make them all see
That I was born, in the alley, of a honky tonk
My mama made a living, serving drinks, to drunk
My daddy played strings, off of a fender guitar
But he never stood a chance in hell, with bein' a star
Beaten down by the blues, baptized by the flame
I was raised in hard times, in the neon rain
Beaten down by the blues, baptized, in the flames
I was raised in hard times, in the neon rain