Don't blame me Hear my story and listen well; Truth is in all that I tell It could never have been me I did not shoot no deputy Mr Grant, the deputy, Friend to my whole family He always tell me when John Brown Was getting ready to come around

Can I be the girl that you met Do you, do you Do you have a dollar? Do you have a dollar for me? In the coin laundry? There I was sitting on the top of the world In a coin laundry Well I could have been royalty Sitting in the palace like a queen

Break me out, break me out Set me free Let me flee I have lived in darkness For all my life, I've been pursued You'd be afraid if you could feel my pain And if you could see the things I am able to see I hail from the dark side For all my life, I've been

My hair's turning white, My neck's always been red, My collar's still blue, We've always been here Just trying to sing the truth to you. Yes you could say We've always been, Red, white, and blue We don't have no plastic L.A. Frynds,

When you see me again I hope that you have been I wish I could If you want me to stay I'll be around today To be available for you to see I'm about to go And then you'll know For me to stay here I've got to be me

When you see me again I hope that you have been I wish I could If you want me to stay I'll be around today To be available for you to see I'm about to go And then you'll know For me to stay here I've got to be me

But don't think I don't think about it Don't think I don't have regrets Don't think it don't get to me Between the work and the hurt and the whiskey Don't think I don't wonder 'bout Could've been, should've been all worked out I know what I felt, and I

Been hating all the faces of everything that I could find I can't take (we have a start) I can't take (we got a fantasy) Come what may (we are the stars) I can't wait (I’ll take what’s mine) Been hating all this time before I crawled inside Been hating

Oh why, that's what I keep askin' Was there anything I could have said or done Oh I, had no clue you were masking a troubled soul, God only knows What went wrong, and why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song You must've a been in a place so

But don't think I don't think about it Don't think I don't have regrets Don't think it don't get to me Between the work and the hurt and the whiskey Don't think I don't wonder 'bout Could've been, should've been all worked out I know what I felt, and I