Blood on My Hands
She's just so in love with the thought of me
That she can't see, past the boots and the Wrangler jeans
I keep trying to tell her, I ain't that man
That she thinks I am
I'm just a long gone daddy with blood on my hands
Back in Kansas City a man with a gun said
"you can't hide and you can't run,"
I shot him right down, now the sheriffs looking for me
He was gritting his teeth in a dangerous smile
He was a fool but so was I
I didn't know that he was a deputy
But she's just so in love with the thought of me
That she can't see, past the boots and the wrangler jeans
I keep trying to tell her, I ain't that man
That she thinks I am
I'm just a long gone daddy with blood on my hands
Outside of Memphis, past the river bend, she said
All my life, boy where you been
Well baby, baby, I live my life on the road
So I'm making my to South Alabam'
Somewhere between Montgomery and Birmingham
There's some folks down there to get me to Mexico
But she's just so in love with the thought of me
That she can't see, past the boots and the wrangler jeans
I keep trying to tell her, I ain't that man
That she thinks I am
I'm just a long gone daddy with blood on my hands
If she had her way, we'd settle down
But I can't stay, 'round this town
Cause she's just so in love with the thought of me
That she can't see past the boots and them wrangler jeans
That she can't see, past the boots and the Wrangler jeans
I keep trying to tell her, I ain't that man
That she thinks I am
I'm just a long gone daddy with blood on my hands
Back in Kansas City a man with a gun said
"you can't hide and you can't run,"
I shot him right down, now the sheriffs looking for me
He was gritting his teeth in a dangerous smile
He was a fool but so was I
I didn't know that he was a deputy
But she's just so in love with the thought of me
That she can't see, past the boots and the wrangler jeans
I keep trying to tell her, I ain't that man
That she thinks I am
I'm just a long gone daddy with blood on my hands
Outside of Memphis, past the river bend, she said
All my life, boy where you been
Well baby, baby, I live my life on the road
So I'm making my to South Alabam'
Somewhere between Montgomery and Birmingham
There's some folks down there to get me to Mexico
But she's just so in love with the thought of me
That she can't see, past the boots and the wrangler jeans
I keep trying to tell her, I ain't that man
That she thinks I am
I'm just a long gone daddy with blood on my hands
If she had her way, we'd settle down
But I can't stay, 'round this town
Cause she's just so in love with the thought of me
That she can't see past the boots and them wrangler jeans
Credits
Writer(s): Richie Miller, Tim Jones
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