I'm Still Here

Well hey ma', its me your only son
We ain't talked in a while and yes mam I'm still on the run
See there's a man in Tennessee with a loaded gun
And there's a cab headed south with the overhead dome lights on

See ma' I've been carrying blues through these Avondale nights
And my highway tune is not a cowboys delight
There's nowhere to go but getting gone is all that's left
While a white state trooper tries to pin me down for grand theft

Im still here I'm alive I suppose
Im still running around wearing other peoples clothes
An one of these days, you won't get a collect call
Cause I'll collect all that I need to get to Wichita
I'm still here

I tried to call up dad but he must of turned his service off
He always said the best places to spend time is where your signals is lost
He's used split logs for the winter just north of Christmas time
But I don't know god and no Christmas glow ever showed me the light

Maybe a mystical man is all I need to have a good head space
But preachers will preach just to be able to afford their sinful traits
And mom if your getting this message let me get my story straight
I got a bed sheet rolled up and its lights out in cell 128.

I'm still here I'm alive I suppose
Im still running around wearing other peoples clothes
An one of these days, you won't get a collect call
Cause I'll collect all that I need to get to Wichita
I'm still here



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Northington
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