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Burning Tree
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Wigs, Blues And High Heeled Shoes
You were raised in a hole Where you lied and you stole Just to put food in your belly You say you had it rough You never had enough All you can remember is hungry You had no shoes when you learned to sing the blues At a bar on Fifth and Maison You put down the hat and the welcome mat And you slipped it right through to the future
We could go on counting reasons But what good would it do We could sit here till our brown eyes turn blue Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We could put on wigs and high heeled shoes We could lose and sing the blues But when it all comes down It all comes down to you
Well you don't go to school so you leaned to play pool You got a nation wide chip on your shoulder On the street as a teen when you caused a scene At your Mama's fifth spouse turn over Only child free and wild Like a puppet on the strings of everything You got pity tattooed all over your face
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