Ain’t No Good

Well, I guess that I just ain't no good
At living right and doing what I should
I ain't no good

This freight train makes lonesome sound
And I can feel her heartbeat in the ground
That lonesome sound

Done my nickel in the upstate pen
Before it's all over, I reckon I'll do it again
Cause that old woman, she's a mean old soul
Got me on the run, a violation of my parole

That's the sound of Texas radio coming in loose
In a static of prairie wind
A transmission to the antenna of my soul
Calling me to the waters
To wash me clean

Lord, set me right Set me right

Pulling into heaven in an old box car
Sucking on a bottle and chewing on a cheap cigar
Won't somebody gonna let me in
Lest the devil gonna carry me right back to my sin

Behold, sayeth the preacher
Counting one by one
For there is not a just man upon the Earth
That doeth good and sinneth not
Lord, set me right



Credits
Writer(s): Travis Vaughn Jordan, William Cody Carlyle
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