Ybor City

(albüm: Orange Blossoms - 2008)

The night is cold here on this ground
I hear that dog a howling makes me want to smile cause
I know a rowdy place where
The whiskeys warm and women are too
When I get to Ybor City
All them women going to love me through and through

The tensions mounting boy them bullets fly
Roll over on my back and stare into the sky
Them stars look cold and lonesome
But I know where the ladies are sweet as wine
When I get to Ybor City
All the women going to love me out my mind

Give me a minute boys
I ain't dead yet
It's just I'm tired of fighting
Let me catch my breath cause
I know a place that smells of
Cigars and sweet, sweet perfume
When I get to Ybor City
All them women going to treat me like a king
When I get to Ybor City
All them women going to treat me like a king

All you women going to treat me like a king

Fighting for my life said around midnight
All you women going to treat me like a king