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Find The Out Slobberbone FIND THE OUT Working hands and a gentle heart Beacon-like to those in the dark His wife and family headed home, a flash of chrome A pothole's teeth makes tires slide To shoulders too thin to abide A sleeping Stupid Words Slobberbone Come and sit a little closer now I wanna see your face in front of mine Wish I could get behind those eyes somehow I'd see what you see, I wonder what I'd find When I looked in my eyes Would I see some Get Gone Again Slobberbone I'm so sick of writing Songs about screwing up No matter how much I fall down, It seems it's never enough No matter how much good luck Throws itself my way, I find some way to ruin it; Fall down again Front Porch Slobberbone Driven to silence, but I'm drowning in sin My mandolin hangs on the wall once again I can't seem to find the right words from within, But I won't be looking for long There comes a time when nothing seems Pinball Song Slobberbone I couldn't find you in the place you used to be I'm a sucker for the old times, that's me But I asked around the bar and they said you were gone for a couple of days On a vacation in the drunk tank so Back Slobberbone When I find my way back Everyone will see How much I have missed them And how much they mean to me When I find my way back Everyone will know How much I love them so When I find my way back No one will Little Drunk Fists Slobberbone Little drunk fists across the tip of my chin Guess I should've known that they'd be there again Little drunk fists across the width of my jaw Gets sometimes to where I just don't feel them at all That's Lame Slobberbone Now everything's fine, But I'm still gonna whine You've got eyes that shine, But they aren't mine unless I pay for them in full And that's the rule And I guess that's cool But I ain't no fool, And I won't No Man Among Men Slobberbone Mother-scratchin', chicken-shittin', onion gravy Fightin' with the woman's 'bout to drive me crazy: Swears to holy God there ain't none more lazy And I'm headed out the door 'cause I know she's right Blue That Is All Slobberbone All this talk of fire, of gumption and direction Leave you reaching for some kind of resurrection as to Who you thought you were and who you thought you'd be They'll say it's the trying not the being, Write Me Off Slobberbone Communication's staticky but somehow you still find Through all of my jackassery a reason not to mind And this is not some act, no calculation on my part I pretty good with endings, but I don't know where Live On In The Dark Slobberbone Once you eyes they shone like flashlights, fountains of clarity And the most alkaline of batteries were you and me Free of failure, flicker or fade Yeah but depending where you're from too much daylight I'll Be Damned Slobberbone better days And I'll be damned if I'll let you Be a part of some new start And make me lose my will to leave this place And I'll be damned if I'll let you Take my heart and tear it apart And make me watch the Sober Song Slobberbone Hey I been drinkin', I bet you couldn't tell The way I'm stinkin', as if you couldn't smell But what I'm thinkin', you just can't ever tell And that's the way that I want it to stay. Whiskey Glass Eye Slobberbone Hey I been drinkin', I bet you couldn't tell The way I'm stinkin', as if you couldn't smell But what I'm thinkin', you just can't ever tell And that's the way that I want it to stay. 16 Days Slobberbone 16 DAYS For sixteen days, I've stayed in this bedroom And this Indian Summer, It's made me sick I don't use the phone, I don't write no letters All I can do is lay here and sweat And this wretched house Down Town Again Slobberbone The kids are loud, the house it stinks He cracks a beer and pours another drink Says he needs some time to think Hindsight askewed, today's the day She'll be home soon, the kids'll be okay He finds the Billy Prichard Slobberbone Wally got lost in a patch of weeds, and they found his body floating in the reeds He said he'd gone fishing with the boy from across the creek Now here you come waking with a smile on your face Say you've Meltdown Slobberbone Ten minutes to meltdown, I'm having a drink And I don't think you care, no I don't even think About you or the hands that you say you don't love As you hold them so tight while the sky up above Opens up Haze Of Drink Slobberbone to door - door to door And get lost in the haze of drink I get lost in the haze of drink And I don't give a damn what your friends might say I don't care what they think When I'm lost in the haze of drink Barrel Chested Slobberbone I'm broken down and barrel chested again Some people try for all their lives but they never make a dent You hang around broke, bored and restless again Strung out stripped of all your pride with all your Butchers Slobberbone Ben grew up to be the butcher not by choice, it's just the lot in life he found But he makes a decent living, feeds his family and the people of the town But there's no dreams brought to fruition, just Lazy Guy Slobberbone I'm a lazy guy I'm amazed at the way some people try and try and try To erect and then perfect some kind of proof that they're alive before they die Well not me, 'cause I'm a lazy guy And I'm amazed at Shoot You Dead Slobberbone When I first saw your face, it turned my whole world upside-down You put my heart into a headlock and through it on the ground You stood, stomped stepped on it and kicked it all around Like some empty Trust Jesus Slobberbone Traveling salesman, the road was his love as he Carved a path through all the struggle and the strife of this Great big nation falling to its knees Oh lord, please Give us the strength The World Book was Placemat Blues Slobberbone Get up from the table and just walk away There's nothing for me anyway No reason that I should stay Where's the place at the table for folks like me? Your Excuse Slobberbone Gunned down in the middle of things, this thing between you and me I had no clue, and neither did you, of anything so unforeseen You're damn right, you can't fight the need to be your own friend But it Springfield, IL. Slobberbone And you would never be the one to say "Nothing's worth the work it takes to stay And it's all a mess It's stupidness." I Can Tell Your Love Is Waning Slobberbone There's a baby in the bedroom that doesn't know you there As you're lying in the bathtub with shampoo in your hair And the radio is playing some fucked up country song ... Tilt-A-Whirl Slobberbone And that girl, she makes you stop, in that Wal-Mart parking lot The smell of sweaty people on the summer's air so hot You buy a roll of tickets at fifty cents a pop You're thinkin' that it's gonna be