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letra de sculptor's cut! - pootie

daily thursday shutout past the richey leaves
asked my boy frankie if he could save a spot just for me
next thing i know, drops were falling on my braves cap
ran in the mud
just me and a cold
coughing up my lunch
d-mn smoking habit’s getting old
eyes grow clear and i see frankie with two beers
willie in the background handed me a beer and said cheers

heard some bustle
crash sang sew
peeked in the closet
billy was dead on the floor
picked him up
put him in a chair
saw billy smile
frankie said
“no wonder why i’m losing my hair”

i love it when billy tests me
reminds me of our lives
drinking beers in the heat

billy stood up
his grin faded away
“that’ll actually be me one day
and you can cry and you can call
but the ambulance won’t help at all
just put on some johnny cash and put a beer in my hand
and make me laugh.”

we finished up our beers and it was getting late
had to get up early
i’ll be mowing my lawn at 8
we went our separate ways on chickdale and smark
forgot my lighter and the street was real dark
i hear a scream and i look around
i see billy, face-first, dead on the ground
and a car driving away
i started running away
i ran to the music store where the record players laid
i grabbed some cash and walked right out the door
clerk was too used to me robbing the store
then i ran to my place
grabbed three beers and i ran back to billy
who was still laying dead on the ground
i found a way to turn on the cash
put a beer in his cold hand
then i opened mine and started singing along
i knew right then
this time he was gone

then i heard some singing and looked at billy
there he was breathing, singing along with me
he took a sip and we laid laughing in the street

- pootie

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