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Taylor Demp
Taylor Demp
Songwriter
Brad Brownfield
Brad Brownfield
Songwriter

Lyrics

Shot down off your high horse
Left in the dust
Big talker, line crosser
Dead weight drags slower
Just carried the casket and didn't cry
Puttin' them memories in the ground
Ran down the devil
If anyone's askin', it's justified
Whoa, I need an alibi
If they ever looked over where the coyotes cry
Stones covered six feet of lies
Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise
I'll be gone by mornin'
Good mournin'
Sleepin' on the side, there was a thorn in
Kerosene eyes burnin' all night
Reap what you sow when it's tearin' at the seams
Hail storm season, buried in ice, cold-hearted reasons
Whoa, I need an alibi
If they ever looked over where the coyotes cry
Stones covered six feet of lies
Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise
I'll be gone by mornin'
Good mournin'
Good mournin'
Oh, I need an alibi
If they ever looked over where the coyotes cry
Whoa, I need an alibi
If they ever looked over where the coyotes cry
Stones covered six feet of lies
Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise
I'll be gone by mornin'
Good mournin'
Good mournin'
Written by: Brad Brownfield, Taylor Demp
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