"Smoke Man" lyrics
"Smoke Man"
Smoke Man wanna be my friend
I can feel you creepin' up on me
Now I'm tired of bein' alone
I could use a little company
Sunrise fades to sunset
Some things in this life I regret
Drag me through the smoke and flame
But you'll never throw me down, put that on my name
Until the coroner lays me in my pinewood home
I roll on
Smoke Man, every now and again
I can feel you at night when I roam
Gypsy took my little bit of money
And she ran like hell back home
Sunrise fades to sunset
Some things in this life I regret
Drag me through the smoke and flame
But you'll never throw me down, put that on my name
Until the coroner lays me in my pinewood home
I roll on
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, do-do-do
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
Times are changin', so am I
When you come to find me, hope you're blind
When my time is good as gone
And the northbound train is haulin' me home
I hope I had time to re-right all my wrongs
All my wrongs
Drag me through the smoke and flame
But you'll never throw me down, put that on my name
Until the coroner lays me in my pinewood home
I roll on
Drag me through the smoke and flame
But you'll never throw me down, put that on my name
Until the coroner lays me in my pinewood home
I roll on
The coroner lays me in my pinewood home
I roll on
Writer(s): Owen Riegling
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