to the rail i pray cause in november i heard your name quit my job and stole a gun that s why the liquors gone that s why i m bumming dimes all my letters are loud and thin in the city in the city i m nothing at all the days they drone days they drone they re droning on and on that s how the day is framed that s how i know my name people say it back to me that s why my heart is cracked because they say to my back as i m sneaking out the side in the city in the city i m nothing at all they days they drone days they drone yeah they re droning on and on
['ann arbor indie', 'michigan folk', 'michigan indie', 'stomp and holler']