Lyrics “Exile Rag” – Kyle Craft

Well I went down the road
Take me back to my honey
I spent my time, made my money
And now I’m hauling this shit home
But I’ll keep your secrets here
Some shack in California
I’m shutting my mouth but gotta warn you
Everybody knows‘Cause you’ve been out all night
Always talking at the wrong time
The barroom and the busted lamp
Light keep you company
And it’s there you speak her name
But give in to the lips of strangers
But poor boy, you’ll never tame her
She knows your talk is cheap
And by the time that you go get her
By the time that you feel better
By the time that you realize the new you is a drag
She’ll be rolling in new love
And you’ll be rolling on the exile rag
So Shotgun Annie, come
Look down your barrel at me
Take your time, feel free to have me
Dying or alive‘Cause I couldn’t stand to walk
Wild streets in New York freezing
Looking for a love that pleasing
To waltz into my life
But by the time that her door’s closing
And you feel like you’re imposing
On that brand new boyfriend she has
She’ll be rolling in new love
And you’ll be singing on the exile rag
Well the ghost here ain’t so bad
Bbut I swear she talks just like you
Shows her teeth and walks just like you do
In the middle of the night
Knee-high boots and bells,
She does a turn-round for me
Holds me close but then ignores me
Underneath the light
And by the time that her train’s parting
And her tragedy’s restarting
And it’s you or the cash in a bag
She’ll be rolling in millions
And you’ll be singing the exile rag
She’ll be rolling in new love.…
➤ Kyle Craft 2018