Ain’t Mad At Jesus - Larry Fleet

I'm so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself I got this old girl, I know she's trying to play me She's like a Honda, these days I drive Mercedes She's a killer, trying to get inside my head Tried to give her wine and bread But she prefers the blood I bled Playing chess, ain't no way I'm gonna fight fair She's playing tricks, like the vixen in my nightmares So damn greedy, that girl is so needy I'm the king of this game, but I think she just beat me I never should have let you in I needed a hit of something High for this feeling they call love I'm so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself So mad, so mad, oh So mad at myself So mad, so mad, oh I've got your melody in my head Feels like I'm singing it wrong Then again there's nothing worse Than being addicted to a bad song She's a fiend for attention And I'm a guilty dealer High for this feeling they call love I'm so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself So mad, so mad, oh So mad at myself So mad, so mad, oh Test me while you can, while you can test me She said she likes the edge, but then she pushed me You know how to make it hard to walk away I'm so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself For giving in to what I want, never again That feeling we felt We called it love, you called it off And I never been so mad at myself So mad at myself

So guess I got old I was like trash on the sidewalk I guess I knew why Often it's hard to just sweet talk I was old news to you then Old news, old news to you then You, you were like glue Holding each of us together I slept through July While you made lines in the heather I was old news to you then Old news, old news to you then Fell for the ruse with you then Old news, old news to you then And I still see you when I try to sleep I see the garden, the tower, the street Call out to nobody, call out to me Chip on the shoulder, the dime in the teeth Now I can see how We were like dust on the window Not much, not a lot Everything's stolen or borrowed I was old news to you then Old news, old news to you then

Monday night Rowdy in the road outside I saw the gate coming down And smoke all around the south hill These last days Con-men controlled my fate No one is holding the whip And the oil won't stick But I will Now that a light is on Now that the water runs And the heartless are nearly gone No time to get it wrong Sunday end Ache for the sight of friends Though I've been safe in the thought That the line we walk is the same one Now that a light is on Now that the water runs And the heartless are nearly gone No time to get it wrong Sometimes it comes to this, no it's true This time, what comes of it, call it due I do, I do I do, I do Now that a light is on Now that the water runs And the heartless are nearly gone No time to get it wrong

First sight of the first good morning since you've been out of town First time any violet omens don't shadow me around So you want part of the great white tyrant, of ghost after ghost? Well, you won't stop, and I know you'll find it halfway down the coast You were never afraid of fighting, you blame an angry god And when you see the first sign of violence, you bear it all as hard When you held her son and wept, I just felt jealous most of all The best I had was near as bad as the sign of the rising fall Though we're only alive a short while So many beneath my feet All weather, you walk with me And you were off on a wandering mile I was holding a weak excuse I was heavy beneath blue Now you're off to Victor on his ladder to the sky And I'm left to sing it with you from my piece of the waterside And you sang for the lost and gone who were young, and deserving more And now I'm stood upright all night, ready when you come in the door Though we're only alive a short while So many beneath my feet All weather, you walk with me And you were off on a wandering mile I was holding a weak excuse I was heavy beneath blue All I heard Wait for the word You're coming with me

Kin of my kin, I rely on you Takin' me in when a wave runs me through As a shore I ever seem to sail to And I know, old heavinesses shake you Maybe I stayed lIttle long, could be I needed shade, sand on my feet And it's some new ailment is in me Can't divide what's memory and what's dream Afraid of the empty but too safe on the shore And 'fore I forget me, I want to record While I see it all While I see it all All I remember walking shoulders hours speaking I remember meeting Clementine and weeping I remember Prine, I remember you After word of Berman I remember Pfeiffer burning I remember hoping, I'd remember nothing Now I only hope I'm holding onto something Now the quarter moon is out Now the quarter moon is out

Broken bones and bruises from years of high school ball I got a busted up knee that flares up every fall I never missed a game, I earned that ring and every single scar Yeah and I got it all from workin' hard I had my eye on that '96 step side Chevrolet I made myself a promise that it'd be mine someday So I spend my whole summer bailing hay and mowing yards Yeah and I got that ol' truck from workin' hard Well, I've spent my whole life, chasing that dream and a dollar Busting my butt, sweat and blood, and pouring out my heart Yeah when I look back if all I got is a red neck and blue collar Yeah at least I got it all from workin' hard Yeah, ooh And I been playing them honkytonks for going on fifteen years Some nights I made a little money and some nights I sang for beer Well, I put some money down on a farm up in Tennessee Gonna build a little white house for the dogs, my baby and me Gonna sit out on the front porch and thank our lucky stars Yeah and we got it all from workin' hard Well, I've spent my whole life chasing that dream and a dollar Busting my butt, sweat and blood, and pouring out my heart Yeah when I look back if all I got is a red neck and blue collar Yeah at least I got it all from workin' hard Yeah at least I got it all from workin' hard