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The Cold at Home Video (MV)




Performed By: Brother Roscoe
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Lance Jones




Brother Roscoe - The Cold at Home Lyrics




It's hard on the highway walkin' in the rain
Can't seem to thumb a ride and all out of cocaine
Sleeping on the ground, no shelter from the cold
It's hurts to know that half your life got stole

There's mud on my boots and ice inside my veins
I get this way it seems every time it rains
Got eighty miles to go until the next damn town
Seems like every time you're up they push you right back down

But it's better than the cold at home
But it's better out here on my own
I'm weathered and I'm all alone
But it's better than the cold at home

Out here on the road a man could lose his life
That's why if you savvy you keep a switchblade knife
Ain't had a bite to eat in nearly three damn days
And the shelter was full, aw hell, who needs em anyways

It's hard when you stumble, it's harder when you fall
It's harder still when you ain't been up at all
It's hard when your best years are all in your rear-view
And the man in the mirror don't even look like you

But it's better than the cold at home
But it's better out here on my own, stayin' stoned
I'm weathered and I'm all alone
But it's better than the cold at home
But it's better than the cold at home
But it's better than the cold at home
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It's hard on the highway walkin' in the rain
Can't seem to thumb a ride and all out of cocaine
Sleeping on the ground, no shelter from the cold
It's hurts to know that half your life got stole

There's mud on my boots and ice inside my veins
I get this way it seems every time it rains
Got eighty miles to go until the next damn town
Seems like every time you're up they push you right back down

But it's better than the cold at home
But it's better out here on my own
I'm weathered and I'm all alone
But it's better than the cold at home

Out here on the road a man could lose his life
That's why if you savvy you keep a switchblade knife
Ain't had a bite to eat in nearly three damn days
And the shelter was full, aw hell, who needs em anyways

It's hard when you stumble, it's harder when you fall
It's harder still when you ain't been up at all
It's hard when your best years are all in your rear-view
And the man in the mirror don't even look like you

But it's better than the cold at home
But it's better out here on my own, stayin' stoned
I'm weathered and I'm all alone
But it's better than the cold at home
But it's better than the cold at home
But it's better than the cold at home
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Writer: Lance Jones
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