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Holy Place - Josiah and the Bonnevilles
Lyrics by：Josiah Leming
I'm lit up like the fourth of July
You're out with one of your pretty guys
Who never worked a day in his life
I've been on the grind stone tryna make it right
With the songs and the money and God and my momma
The signs say go not to stop
While the summer errodes into nothing
We left something there on the table
And fate just blew it away
Like some ancient law that I must obey
And I'm burning through the bottle
While my mind draws a map of your face
Gotta find my way back to that holy place
I was sweating in the Tennessee sun
Ten hour shifts out in Lebanon
I was lifting all day on that line
Tending a bar at the end of the night
That old sky was crumblin' but I kept rumblin'
Them girls meant nothing
I was just running from the pain
You and your pretty boys it's exactly the same
Let em play and make pretend
While my mind draws a map of your face
Gotta find my way back to that holy place
Do you think of me honey when all that money
Ain't enough just to make you smile
Well it's late September you can't remember
The summer that just passed you by
Babe ain't it strange
I know it ain't my fault but I'll take the blame
And I'm burning through the bottle
While my mind draws a map of your face
Gotta find my way back to that holy place