Cigarettes and Roses
Well I spent my last quarter on a payphone call from Tennessee
And I was calling back home hoping to hear you've been missing me
And to tell you I've been kicked to the curb for my original sound
And I'll be heading back home just as soon as I burn this one down
But the dial ran blank and I didn't get to say
All the things I needed you to hear
So I'm calling to the heavens hoping you don't wanna leave me
All alone standing here
But darlin' hear me out
I've been working so hard
Tryna keep us together
And not tear us apart
And I know it ain't easy
But neither is it for me
I only had enough for roses and a pack of Eagle 20s
Well I caught the greyhound out of Nashville back to N.E. OK
Just me, my guitar, and nothing to show for the stay
As we broke the state line I stared at your picture in my billfold
Anxious and ready to have you in my arms to hold
As we pull down the driveway I rehearsed my apology
That I would soon tell to you
Bust through the front door to you at the table
Looked you in the eyes and plead
But darlin' hear me out
I've been working so hard
Tryna keep us together
And not tear us apart
And I know it ain't easy
But neither is it for me
I only had enough for roses and a pack of Eagle 20s
As I handed you your roses, I lit up my last 20
And I was calling back home hoping to hear you've been missing me
And to tell you I've been kicked to the curb for my original sound
And I'll be heading back home just as soon as I burn this one down
But the dial ran blank and I didn't get to say
All the things I needed you to hear
So I'm calling to the heavens hoping you don't wanna leave me
All alone standing here
But darlin' hear me out
I've been working so hard
Tryna keep us together
And not tear us apart
And I know it ain't easy
But neither is it for me
I only had enough for roses and a pack of Eagle 20s
Well I caught the greyhound out of Nashville back to N.E. OK
Just me, my guitar, and nothing to show for the stay
As we broke the state line I stared at your picture in my billfold
Anxious and ready to have you in my arms to hold
As we pull down the driveway I rehearsed my apology
That I would soon tell to you
Bust through the front door to you at the table
Looked you in the eyes and plead
But darlin' hear me out
I've been working so hard
Tryna keep us together
And not tear us apart
And I know it ain't easy
But neither is it for me
I only had enough for roses and a pack of Eagle 20s
As I handed you your roses, I lit up my last 20
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Writer(s): Blaine Bailey
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