I lost it way down in Torido Low was the moon when we said adios Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido oeoeoeoe Perdido Perdido, I look for my heart it's perdido While chancing a dance fiesta Bolero, he glanced as I danced the Bolero He said taking off his sombrero:

I know a cabin down there in Tennessee Where you can't find the forest on account of the trees And Old Perry Foster he got something to say And you can smell the pigs 'cause' they been cookin' all day I don't need no critics I don't need no suits I just

Just close your eyes And count to five Let's craft the only thing we know into surprise Set down your glass I painted this To look like you and me forever as we're now And I'm shaking and I'm still When you're eyes meet mine all the simple skills

Broward County, 954, we here, I kicked the door down 'Nolia boy shit, 1800 block, ugly corner, tied, gleeful I was hopin' that you'd ride for me the way I rode for you I wish my boy was here to see the man that I grew into And I know if I'm feelin' like

Turn the lights on, turn the lights on, baby Turn the lights on, lift your hands up Lift your hands up Or get down Get up or get down Sucker punched, down for the count They stole your thunder then your crown Paralyzed, just hangin' around, you better

Help me get down I can make it If I only knew the answer I wouldn't be bothering you And if all our days are numbered Then why do I keep counting? There's a plane, and I am flying There's a mountain waiting for me

Met myself a comin' county welfare line. I was feelin' strung out, hung out on the line. Saw myself a goin', down to war in June. All I want, all I want is to write myself a tune. Wrote a song for everyone, Wrote a song for truth. Wrote a song For

These boots I've worn out more souls than I can recount Done more stupid things than most would dare to I've kicked myself more times than not For the roads they led me down But the damnedest thing I've ever seen them do Is walkin' out on you. Damn these

Forged in the Black Country Under blood red skies We all had our dream to realize Driving in that transit Down to Holy Joe's Used to lose our head while metal flowed Nothing held us back or dared to try Something in our blood won't let us die We built

Down for the count Look into your eyes I'm helpless And I'm drownin' in ‘em In New York, you can be a new man And the sky's the Hey hey hey hey (ohh, I do I do I do I)