Lonely Strummer

Well, I was a trader searching for something greater than what I could offer

Too many miles on these old four tires makes for a man's continuous heart's desires

Old work boots, trucker hat, and a Carhartt shirt so you can't see the scratch from long lost love

Too far gone, cold Decembers calls for lonely strumming on this guitar

A lonely strummer, alone he's strumming, singing songs trying to mend this hole in his heart

That was stole from him while ago in the middle of the winter right before his heart turned cold

It turned ice cold

Sweaty hours and freezing storms, high hopes aren't warm, but it starts a fire in my heart

Cold Decembers call for long winters and I'm not ready for this cooler melody, but it's a start

Oh, I've always battled seasons, Lord knows the reasons, but I do it all to myself

So many wandering people, we all have a need that's greater than ourselves

A lonely strummer, alone he's strumming, singing songs trying to mend this hole in his heart

that was stole from him while ago in the middle of the winter right before his heart turned cold

It turned ice cold

Old work boots, trucker hat and a car heart shirt so you can't see the scratch from long lost love

Too far gone. Cold Decembers calls for lonely strumming on this guitar