Strays
It's pretty cold in Nashville
Mid-November
I don't ever remember
Another winter quite this cold
Except for January 2003
We were young and hungry, running like thieves
But the fortune that we had
Could not be told
Oh, everybody said
We were wasting our time
But I don't wanna tell 'em we trusted you
With cooking on a line
I was young, I had a chip on my shoulder
You were tall, maybe five years older
We got drunk and made love
On the very first night
Oh, love and pain, it comes in waves
But it was quite enough in those early days
We were wild as wolves, my darling
We were strays
We were strays
Well, we didn't have no money
And the heat was off
Oh, that December we shared
A twin bed and a cough
You were skinny, but full of hunger
I was wise, just five years younger
A couple of drop-outs, oh
But we still got off
No sweet noggins
Yeah, we slip through the cracks
Leave in the middle of the night
With the clothes on our backs
Can't be losing with nothing to lose
And beggars aren't choosers with nothing to choose
We didn't buy in to sell out
We got out while we can
No, it ain't luck, and, baby, it ain't fate
To just follow your gut, you'll be up and away
Maybe there's a little something there
For other strays
We were strays
We were strays
We were strays
Oh, we were strays
We were strays
Mid-November
I don't ever remember
Another winter quite this cold
Except for January 2003
We were young and hungry, running like thieves
But the fortune that we had
Could not be told
Oh, everybody said
We were wasting our time
But I don't wanna tell 'em we trusted you
With cooking on a line
I was young, I had a chip on my shoulder
You were tall, maybe five years older
We got drunk and made love
On the very first night
Oh, love and pain, it comes in waves
But it was quite enough in those early days
We were wild as wolves, my darling
We were strays
We were strays
Well, we didn't have no money
And the heat was off
Oh, that December we shared
A twin bed and a cough
You were skinny, but full of hunger
I was wise, just five years younger
A couple of drop-outs, oh
But we still got off
No sweet noggins
Yeah, we slip through the cracks
Leave in the middle of the night
With the clothes on our backs
Can't be losing with nothing to lose
And beggars aren't choosers with nothing to choose
We didn't buy in to sell out
We got out while we can
No, it ain't luck, and, baby, it ain't fate
To just follow your gut, you'll be up and away
Maybe there's a little something there
For other strays
We were strays
We were strays
We were strays
Oh, we were strays
We were strays
Credits
Writer(s): Margo Rae Price, Jeremy Blain Ivey
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Other Album Tracks
All Album Tracks: Strays II (Act I: Topanga Canyon) - Single >
Altri album
- Too Stoned To Cry [Feat. Billy Strings]
- Shelter Me / Pump It Up - Downtown Owl Soundtrack
- Ways To Be Wicked (feat. Mike Campbell) - Single
- Strays II (Act III: Burn Whatever’s Left) - Single
- Strays II
- Strays II (Act II: Mind Travel)
- Strays II (Act I: Topanga Canyon) - Single
- Fight To Make It
- Change Of Heart - Single
- Shotgun Willie - Single
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