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Mystic Cowboys


Nights Turn Cold

 

Nights turn cold

Nothing you can do

Nights turn cold

Ain’t nothing you can do

Nights turn cold

Baby don’t want you

 

I drink whiskey

When I can’t stand myself

I drink whiskey

When I can’t stand myself

Nights turn cold

Sitting on a night shelf

 

Door is open

The door is closed

Door is open

That door is closed

Nights turn cold

She won’t step out our her clothes

 

I don’t see right

Cause a woman stole my eyes

I don’t see right

Cause a woman stole my eyes

Nights turn cold

As I define my alibis

 

Nights turn cold

Nothing you can do

Nights turn cold

Ain’t a damned thing you can do

Nights turn cold

Baby don’t want you