Migration Blues album cover

Eric Bibb – Blacktop Lyrics

Folk

Hol' on, let me hear that again

Every day seem like murder here
Every day seems like murder here
Every day seems like murder here

Blacktop steamin' an' I'm dry as dirt
Blacktop steamin' an' I'm dry as dirt
Blacktop steamin' an' I'm dry as dirt

40 cars pass me, it's only half past nine
40 cars pass me, only half past nine
There's no hurry, all I've got is time

Trees all around me, sky up high an' blue
Trees all around me, sky up high an' blue
So many lies 'til I don't know what is true

Slept in your hotel, I slept in your deep down ditch
Slept in your hotel, slept in your deep down ditch
When I got my whiskey, can't tell which is which

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