Original songs, all night
Dawson Reed
Crimson StationNo. 303:195 playsKeep
Midnight at the Rusty Nail on the edge of Route 9Gas tank on empty and a paycheck two days behindOne crumpled dollar in the pocket of my jeansAnd a jukebox in the corner with a song that used to be ours
Bartender says "son, that's your last one"I said "I know exactly what it's for"
Put my last dollar in the jukeboxFor a song that don't even play on the radio no moreShe used to dance to it barefoot in the kitchenWith the screen door open and the rain on the porchI ain't got money for a ride homeBut I got three minutes of her back tonightPut my last dollar in the jukeboxAnd I'd do it every time
She's living in Atlanta with a man who wears a tieI heard she's doing well, and man, I'm glad, I ain't gonna lieBut when that steel guitar comes in and the drums start to rollI'm twenty-two and broke again with nowhere else to go
Banjo and voice, drums drop out
Some men spend it on whiskeySome men spend it on a betI spent mine on a memoryAnd I ain't sorry yet
Full band, everybody singing
Every time
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