My first try at country music. Like and subscribe for more.
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Lyrics
Woke up this mornin', sun peekin' through the cracks
But the usual thump of paws ain't tappin' on the tracks
Old Rusty's curled up by the woodstove, cold and still
Guess his heart just gave out, gave him one last chill
Wife took her suitcase, left a note on the kitchen shelf
Said she couldn't handle this life, this lonely place herself
Now it's just me and the whiskey, the Bible on my knee
Prayin' for a little somethin', for some kind of remedy
This house used to echo with laughter, dreams, and fights
Now it's just a hollow shell, filled with lonely nights
Can't seem to focus on the words, the pages blur my sight
Seems like every verse I read just mocks me with its light
Wife took her suitcase, left a note on the kitchen shelf
Said she couldn't handle this life, this lonely place herself
Now it's just me and the whiskey, the Bible on my knee
Prayin' for a little somethin', for some kind of remedy
But maybe Rusty's waitin', on that green grass up above
Maybe Sarah's found some solace, found a different kind of love
Maybe there's a reason for the heartache and the rain
Maybe there's a rainbow comin', after all this pain
Wife took her suitcase, left a note on the kitchen shelf
Said she couldn't handle this life, this lonely place herself
Now it's just me and the whiskey, the Bible on my knee
Prayin' for a little somethin', for some kind of remedy
Yeah, I'm prayin' for a little somethin', for some kind of remedy
For a little peace of mind, and a heart that's finally free