paroles de chanson NORTH OF HELL - Graham Barham

I should probably be pissed off, sittin' here, piss-drunk
Cripping cigarettes on the couch
I should hit the strip clubs
Spend a couple quick bucks
Wake up in a ditch by the house
Instead, I'm having me come to Jesus
Girl, I thought your packing up and leaving would be the death of me
But I've never felt more alive

On a Monday morning kinda Friday night
My hound ran off and my drink ran dry
That neon shut off at five o'clock
And my Bronco's sittin' out back on blocks
My southern bell ain't ringin' no more
She flipped me the bird and walked out that door
It all went south, but I'm thinkin' to myself
At least I'm north of hell

Yeah, I could be locked up
Lost and hopped up on some pills downtown
Yeah, I could be a lesser man
Lettin' all my give-a-damns put me in the ground

On a Monday morning kinda Friday night
My hound ran off and my drink ran dry
That neon shut off at five o'clock
And my Bronco's sittin' out back on blocks
My southern bell ain't ringin' no more
She flipped me the bird and walked out that door
It all went south, but I'm thinkin' to myself
At least I'm north of hell
At least I'm north of hell

At least I'm alive and breathin'
And this cold heart is still beatin'
Now I'm face to face with my demons here on Earth
Instead of under that dirt

On a Monday morning kinda Friday night
My hound ran off and my drink ran dry
That neon shut off at five o'clock
And my Bronco's sittin' out back on blocks
My southern bell ain't ringin' no more
She flipped me the bird and walked out that door
It all went south, but I'm thinkin' to myself
At least I'm north of hell
At least I'm north of hell
At least I'm north of hell