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The Cold Stares

Jackson Mississippi

 

Jackson Mississippi

(album: WAYS - 2019)


Jackson Mississippi, I was waiting for a train
When I thought I heard an old friend speak my name
He said "Hey do you remember me?", with a cigarette in his hand, blood running down his legs, he barely could stand
Cops walked behind us, as he opened up his coat, must have been 10, 000 dollars in there he had stole
So I helped him on the train, sat him in the seat, he leaned his head down and died next to me

It's not my money, you know, it's not my way
But they got this depression going on anyways
Gotta keep my lights on, gotta feed my kids, can't really say that I regret it

A few weeks later, I got a knock upon my door, two men wearing suits that I could never afford
Said they're from the treasury, they said "could we have a word? ", but I got nothing to say, and I know nothing in this world
But they want to know how I paid for my new Ford, and I notice two more men running round to my back door
So I pulled my Scofield, and they shot me down, two days later I was in the ground

It's not my money, you know, it's not my way
But they got this depression going on anyways
Gotta keep my lights on, gotta feed my kids, can't really say that I regret it

Now my sons are in Houston, they're driving brand new cars, they got a big old ranch out underneath the Texas stars
See I knew them cops, well they would figure things out, matter of time before they came rustling about...
So I took that money, bought me a life insurance plan, put million dollars in my son's hands

It's not my money, you know, it's not my way
But they got this depression going on anyways
Gotta keep my lights on, gotta feed my kids, can't really say that I regret it

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