chris whitley – living with the law lyrics
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living with the law chris whitley
brother runnin’ powder money
daddy’s somewhere on a drunk
in the hours, after washing
i do my dreaming with a gun
well i come down from the country
find a lesson in the draw
there ain’t no secrets in the city
it’s hard living with the law
they got machines, mama i can’t figure
they got a romance made for doing time
send me out child, running outside
out along a world of crime
gonna swing my scythe, got a hand upon the handle
gonna shade my children ways i understand
milk the trigger, kill the hunger
staring down this broken land
so fetch on up your greasy apr-n
spread your lover in the straw
hear me baby, i’m nearly crazy
it’s hard living with the law
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