paroles de chanson The Guitar Slinger - Kip Moore

Another dawn's creepin' in
I guess it's my bedtime again
And some old farmer fills his cup
While I'm comin' down from last night's buzz
Ooh, ooh

I close my eyes and frame by frame
I recall it all except her name
Sweet southern voice beggin' me to stay
Last week runs into yesterday

It's the life and times of the guitar slinger
The day and the night of the good-time bringer
Highs and lows of a sad song singer
I'm a simple man but it's complicated
When your soul's on fire and your heart feels faded
But I ain't complainin'
Hey

I hear that diesel engine slow
It's my wake-up call and it's time to load
I shuffle out into the cold
I try to shake the tired but it's in my bones

It's the life and times of the guitar slinger
The day and the night of the good-time bringer
Highs and lows of a sad song singer
I'm a simple man, it's complicated
When your soul's on fire and your heart feels faded
But I ain't complainin'
Ooh, yeah

I watch 'em line up in the streets
There's nothing left but the shell of me
Guitar sounds ringing in my head
I know I'm alive but I'm walking dead

I tried before to just walk away
But the music always makes me stay
The years just keep on rollin' by
Another day turns into night

It's the life and times of the guitar slinger
The day and the night of the good-time bringer
Highs and lows of a sad song singer
I'm a simple man, it's complicated
When your soul's on fire and your heart feels faded
But I ain't complaining
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, hey