Gin, Smoke, Lies (Turnpike Troubadours)

Well in the early autumn wind a lonely dove is flyin' Mournin' for his one true love, He can't be blamed for cryin' He can't be blamed for cryin' Well the rooster, he got 20 gals bet he's happy as a lark... Well he wake em in the mornin' time, Put em all to bed at dark Put em all to bed at dark Well if you been true Well if you been true you better look me in the eyes Cus all I smell is cheap perfume and Gin... and smoke... and lies Well where were you last Saturday all dressed up so pretty? With your blue-eyed ballroom boy in Oklahoma City in Okalhoma City Well a spade is made for diggin' dirt and an axe is made for choppin' And darlin' my heart's hard as nails they hammer in a hardwood coffin In a hardwood coffin Well if you been true Well if you been true You better look me in the eyes All I smell is cheap perfume and gin... and smoke... and lies Well way down in the bottom land a big black crow is laughin' Noone dares to go down there Wonder what has happened Wonder what has happened Well in the early Autumn wind a lonely dove is cryin' Mournin' for his one true love He can't be blamed for cryin' He can't be blamed for cryin' Well if you been true Well if you been true you better look me in the eyes Cus all I smell is cheap perfume and gin... and smoke... and lies Well if you been true Well if you been true you better look me in the eyes Cus all I smell is cheap perfume and gin... and smoke... and lies Other Turnpike Troubadours songs