Carter
Lyrics
Waffle's in the morning Turkey's in the brain Desperate boys in windswept fields Running for the train Skin soaked revelations Whiskey before dawn It won't be the same now that Carter's gone Driving on the stateline That high and lonesome sound Wake up on that hilltop Carter's in the ground It makes you kind of hang your head Cry into the dawn Cause it won't be the same now that Carter's gone White doves in the heart I heard somebody say Nobody's ever going to play those songs that way again And I drive through old Kentucky Tearing through the gears Trying not to think of him Through all my Bluegrass tears Put that guitar beneath the bus I can't play another one They don't sound the same now that Carter's gone Things will never be the same Now that Carter's gone
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:56
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 153 BPM