At the Cold Spot RC, moon pies and a softball team Learned about life Learned about girls Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world It was crickets, minnows and kerosene It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer A hole in the wall

And it got the best of us And now prints, pictures and white outlines We opened up a cold case love Are all that's left at the scene of a crime Cold case love Your love was breaking the law, but I needed a witness (oh oh) So pick me up when it's over, it

In the someday what's that sound? Runny nose and runny yolk Even if you have a cold still You can cough on me again I still haven't had my fulfill Broken heart and broken bones Think about some capsules of horse pills One more quirky cliched phrase

Everything that you've done I am the one who crawled through the wire Silent and froze in the mud I know a cold as cold as it gets Blew out the light of my soul To the end of the earth I search for your face For the one who laid all of our beauty to

Don't break me and shut me out So take me and let me in As days go by, my heart grows cold I can't seem let this all pass me by Does anyone around me feel the same Put your fist up and vent your pain This is just a story of a broken soul Take me and let

Welcome in my friend I can take you High and make you Out of the cold where it's warm Please step in What's your name my friend My name's the same What a strange coincidence

A magnet at my very core Pulls me northwards further than before But nights are shorter Lying with the truth laid out like that And your cold star gazing from the flat roof The nerves, the cat He's happier in the grip of a daft half hour Than in his

Hold on, hold on I'm coming, I'm coming Don't you ever be sad Lean on me in times of bad When the day comes and you're in doubt In a river of trouble about to drown Because I'm here I'm on my way your lover When you get cold

At the Cold Spot RC, moon pies and a softball team Learned about life Learned about girls Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world It was crickets, minnows and kerosene It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer A hole in the wall

I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus on pop-top finger Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll I'm a killer karaoke country singer, top-water rattle-trap spinner bait slinger king of the grill and a short putt sinker Whiskey