Field Medic - talkin' misery lyrics

Kevin Patrick Sullivan

[Field Medic - talkin' misery lyrics]

I feel like I'm walkin'
Into the gallow
Headin' for to meet my misery
How come warm feelings
Often turn to freezin'
How come good girls turn to memory
There's nothin' I was doin'
When she came callin'
Nothin' outta the ordinary
Lifestyle of this lonely man
Guitar strings cut from my pants
Gallows don't know bout this yellow-headed
Gin bottled blues
Misery

Miser-ee hee hee hee
Yodel ay hee hee hee
Yodel ay hee, miser-ee, yodel ay hee

I sought to change her mind
About a prance of poltergeists


Through the barred windows of my heart
I threw down a key
Baby and I we live together now
But that homeless man she hangs around
Keeps standin' in the way of my fantasy

Miser-ee hee hee hee
Yodel ay hee hee
Yodel ay hee, miser-ee, yodel ay hee

Miser-ee hee hee hee
Yodel ay hee hee
Yodel ay hee, miser-ee, yodel ay hee
Yodel ay hee, miser-ee, yodel ay hee
Yodel ay hee, miser-ee, yodel ay hee
Yodel ay hee, miser-ee, yodel ay hee

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