Long Hard Times To Come

Album: Justified: Music from the Original Television Series (2010)
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  • On this lonely road, trying to make it home
    Doing it by my lonesome, pissed off, who wants some
    I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
    You try to bogart, fall back, I go hard
    On this lonely road, trying to make it home
    Doing it by my lonesome, pissed off, who wants some

    [Rench]
    I see them long hard times to come

    My life is ill son, prepared to kill son
    A paradox of pain, baby, it's real son
    Lonely traveler, aint trying to battle ya
    But if you're feeling tuff dog, I welcome all challengers
    Aint got no family, you see there's one of me
    Might lose your pulse standing two feet in front of me
    I'm pissed at the world, but I aint looking for trouble
    I might crack a grin, I aint looking to hug you
    Think about it, nobody wants to die
    There's rules to this game son, I'm justified
    I'm ready to go partner, hey I'm on the run
    The devils hugging on my boots that's why I own a gun
    This journey's too long, I'm looking for some answers
    So much time stressing, I forget the questions
    I fear no man, you don't want no problems 'B'
    Eyes in the back of my head, you better not follow me


    On this lonely road, trying to make it home
    Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off who wants some
    I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
    You try to bogart, fall back, I go hard
    On this lonely road, trying to make it home
    Doing it by my lonesome-pissed off, who wants some

    [Rench]
    I see them long hard times to come

    You probably think I'm crazy, or got some loose screws
    But that's alright though, I'm a'do me, you do you
    So how you judging me? I'm just trying to survive
    And if the time comes, I aint trying to die
    I'm just trying to fly, and get a little love
    Find me a dime piece and get a little hug
    Hook the car up, hit the bar up, clean the scars up, hey yo, the stars up
    Hey this is the life of an outlaw
    We ain't promised tomorrow, I'm living now, dog
    I'm walking through life. but yo my feet hurt
    All my blessings are fed, man I'll rest when I'm dead
    Look through my eyes and see the real world
    Take a walk with me, have a talk with me
    Where we end up - god only knows
    Strap your boots on tight you might be alright

    On this lonely road, trying to make it home
    Doing it by my lonesome, pissed off who wants some
    I'm fighting for my soul, God get at your boy
    You try to bogart fall back I go hard
    On this lonely road, trying to make it home
    Doing it by my lonesome pissed off who wants some

    [Rench]
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