Steve Earle - Hot Country Hits

Feel Alright

I was born my papa's son
A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun
Now some of you would live through me
Then lock me up and throw away the key
Or just find a place to hide away
Hope that I'll just go away, hah

Well, I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight

And I'll bring you precious contraband
And ancient tales from distant lands
Of conquerors and concubines
And conjurers from darker times
Betrayal and conspiracy, sacrilege and heresy

And I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight

I got everything you won't need
Your darkest fear, your fondest dream
I ask you questions, tell you lies
Criticize and sympathize
Yeah, but be careful what you wish for friend
'Cause I've been to hell and now I'm back again

I feel alright
Yeah, I feel alright tonight
Yeah, I feel alright
I feel alright tonight

Ywah, I feel alright
Feel alright

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Writer(s): Steve Earle
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