Lyrics: Shane Flew
Music: Shane Flew
Once upon a long time ago , a half a hundred miles from home, baby jane, daily pain
Don`t want to hear your bootleg version i used to be the one to ride the river on not a dusty old first edition Not lightening in a bottle, let it not be forgotten
That a pint of love can help you buck the system maybe even kick you to the curb It used to be a far gone conclusion, a half a hundred miles from home
Not pickin` cotton, let it not be forgotten that the
Blues ain`t nothin` more than a good man feelin` bad and the Rules should not be broken for the good man (good man) good man
That bottle on the shelf looked better a little earlier every day, I lost that inspiration all together
Stole the car and drove away
Not lightening in a bottle , let it not be forgotten that the
Blues ain`t nothin` more than a good man feelin` bad and the
Rules should not be broken for the good man (good man) good man