Lyrics Boots - The Dead South
Seven
long
years
I
waited
for
you
You
played
your
games
I
played
mine
too
While
I
wait
for
you
Courting
calls
and
lots
of
hurt
Girls
are
crying
and
I'm
lying
in
the
dirt
Trying
to
make
this
work
I'm
a
big
jerk,
fooled
by
your
smirk
Pulled
out
your
gun,
shooting
me
with
words
Right
through
the
head,
oh,
just
like
I
deserve
Throw
me
to
the
curb
All
them
old
folks
Gathering
round
me
Point
and
laugh,
oh,
white
they
watch
me
bleed
I'm
starting
to
believe
This
is
not
a
dream
Completely
obsence
Burry
me,
in
the
cold
hard
ground
Throw
my
body
in
while
I'm
lying
down
Then
you
steal
my
crown
before
you
leave
me
Lying
in
the
dirt
Take
off
my
boots
And
give
em
to
the
herd
All
them
sad
words
Beaten
and
disturbed
Company
deserved
Take
of
my
boots
And
I
will
love
you
Take
of
my
boots
And
I
will
love
you
Take
of
my
boots
And
I
will
love
you
Take
of
my
boots
And
I
will
love
you
Take
of
my
boots
And
I
will
love
you
Take
of
my
boots
And
I
will
love
you
Take
of
my
boots
And
I
will
love
you
Take
of
my
boots
And
I
will
love
you
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