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Jonathan Terrell - "Big City Blues" (Live at Floore's)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonathan Terrell
Jonathan Terrell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Terrell
Jonathan Terrell
Songwriter

Lyrics

Black top junkies blowing kisses off a motorbike
Petty crime jail time mamas on the decline
Fist fight on a Friday night 
Steel toe dosey doe rear it back and let it go
Back hand she yanked around the yam queen
Hemingway protégé  listen up and don’t scream
Eighteen wheels spraying through the dirty rain
Washed in the blood, flushed down the drain 
Hardship license and a coupe de ville 
Hot damn this place is real
Ole fairground coonhound let me be your rebound 
Big city blues, hillbilly blood
Sitting on a goldmine under a flood
Big city blues, hillbilly blood
Ain’t nothing in this life for free
Except for fast time pink wine baby make a beeline
Fresh bait couple skate country boys are gonna hate
Hair spray, fingernails devils in the details
Brass pole figure eights eyes are gonna dilate
Head for the hills and we can make it down to Mexico 
Spanish dictionary in my pocket if you wanna go
Heavy on the liquor light on the pills 
Halfway remember these thrills
Big city blues, hillbilly blood
Sitting on a goldmine under a flood
Big city blues, hillbilly blood
Ain’t nothing in this life for free
Sky scrape duplex fever in the Arklatex
Long legs tex Mex wanted for a hot check
Meth lab burning in the sky against the tree line
Sneaking on the golf course party on the pipeline
Smoke in my lungs crows on my feet
In the same neon since 1993
 
We’re going heavy on the liquor light on the pills 
Halfway remember these thrills
Written by: Jonathan Terrell
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