Parker McCollum - Prohibition Rose lyrics
[Parker McCollum - Prohibition Rose lyrics]
Prohibition Rose set on the counter
With a long day and the downer
Where's the money go this time of year
Been a long day down the ladder
A ray of sun sure woulda' mattered
You can see the pain and tear in her eyes
She said I've paid the sheriff
Paid the begger the lights and the street
And the old bootlegger
Feeling peoples wild and sinful dreams
Yeah but where is the satisfaction
For a girl like me
Running with the light of day
Sleight of hand played out to pay
A look and a wink left all
Her boys in the dark
What a man would do to have her
What the man would do to catch her
Oh a cold life all this could be
Oh Rose, won't you keep 'em coming to me
She said I've paid the sheriff
Paid the begger the lights and the street
And the old bootlegger
Feeling peoples wild and sinful dreams
Yeah but where is the satisfaction
For a girl like me
Nobody knows
Just what became of old miss Rose
Oh Rose, won't you keep 'em coming to me
She said I've paid the sheriff
Paid the begger the lights and the street
And the old bootlegger
Feeling peoples wild and sinful dreams
Ohh but where is the satisfaction
Tell me where's that satisfaction
Ohh where is that satisfaction for
A girl like me
With a long day and the downer
Where's the money go this time of year
Been a long day down the ladder
A ray of sun sure woulda' mattered
You can see the pain and tear in her eyes
She said I've paid the sheriff
Paid the begger the lights and the street
And the old bootlegger
Feeling peoples wild and sinful dreams
Yeah but where is the satisfaction
For a girl like me
Running with the light of day
Sleight of hand played out to pay
A look and a wink left all
Her boys in the dark
What a man would do to have her
What the man would do to catch her
Oh a cold life all this could be
Oh Rose, won't you keep 'em coming to me
She said I've paid the sheriff
Paid the begger the lights and the street
And the old bootlegger
Feeling peoples wild and sinful dreams
Yeah but where is the satisfaction
For a girl like me
Nobody knows
Just what became of old miss Rose
Oh Rose, won't you keep 'em coming to me
She said I've paid the sheriff
Paid the begger the lights and the street
And the old bootlegger
Feeling peoples wild and sinful dreams
Ohh but where is the satisfaction
Tell me where's that satisfaction
Ohh where is that satisfaction for
A girl like me