Interpret:

Waylon Jennings

Album:

Singer Of Sad Songs

With iron in my brain I'd laid down to rest
 Not carin' if I live or die
 Woke up a freezin' with rain pourin' down
 So hard I can't open my eyes.


 I been chased from the yard with dogs at my heels
 Searchin' for shelter at times
 But there's nothing so hard for a man on the bum
 As the time between bottles of wine.
 The time between bottles of wine.


 Beggin' for pennies just one sweet taste
 Of the nectar that kills the man's soul
 Sweet piece of mind excuses my pride
 Just somethin' that keep out the cold.


 It's too late for me to start living again
 The good life is too far behind
 I never remembere the things that I've had
 Till the time between bottles of wine.
 The time between bottles of wine.


 If mama could see me she wouldn't believe
 I even resemble her son
 She would throw her life to make me a man
 And she's proud the child that she's done.


 What one love created another destroyed
 The story is older than time
 The tale of a man who just can't stand
 The time between bottles of wine.


 The time between bottles of wine.
 The time between bottles of wine.
 The time between bottles of wine...