Beesting

Well it seems to me I've been nailed down
Heard them lawmen been sniffin' around
Gonna lock me up, put me back in that pound
Thought I had my feet on solid ground

But I wont go
I wont go, no no no
Without my last show

She put tobacco on my beesting
She makes me feel the shame
She put tobacco on my beesting
She always cures the pain

So lock the door and blow out the candle
I said not seeing you's gonna be hard to handle
Baby be true, what does a dead man get to do
For his last ride?
For his last ride

She put tobacco on my beesting
She makes me feel the shame
She put tobacco on my beesting
She always cures the pain



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Writer(s): Christian Sparks
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