21st Century Blues

Got too many people in this spread out town.

Got too many people all just sitting around.

Lord, I got to get away from this place,

But all others are just a hole in the ground.

 

Lord, been months without a friendly face.

Lord, been months since I’ve gotten a taste.

Feels like there ain’t nothing left for me here.

Lord, it feels like I came in last in the race.

 

Sunday night and I’m just sitting here.

Sunday night and I’m on my fourth beer.

Monday morning and I got nothing to lose.

Lord, I can’t shake these 21st century blues.

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