"Dark Side Of The Street" lyrics
Arlo McKinley & The Lonesome Sound Lyrics
"Dark Side Of The Street"
Women tried to say she gonna save my soul
Free me of my worries and the Devil's hole
Told me that time was not a friend of mine
And if I wanna make it better stop erasing lines
Said I'm too far gone
There's no hope for me
I'm where I belong
On the dark side of the street
Sleep all day, I stay up all night
I keep the whiskey and the women close to keep me right
Never really had much luck with love
Cause I'm always wanting more, I never have enough
Said I'm too far gone
There's no hope for me
I'm where I belong
On the dark side of the street
I never thought that I'd end up this way
Now I'm carrying debt no honest man can pay
I never really had much luck with love
Cause I'm always wanting more, I never have enough
Said I'm too far gone
There's no hope for me
I'm where I belong
On the dark side of the street
Said I'm too far gone
There's no hope for me
I'm where I belong
On the dark side of the street
Writer(s): Timothy Dairl Carr
- AZLyrics
- A
- Arlo McKinley Lyrics
album:
"Arlo McKinley & The Lonesome Sound" (2014)
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