Pull hard but it don't pull through
You pulled too hard like you always do
Searchin' for the perfect words
Only ever made things worse
And if I go on back to Kansas
With this blood upon my hands
Will they write me off or take me as I am
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
Straddlin' these broken tracks
For all my folks who never made it back
Look out to the southern sky
Singin' sweet Louisiana bye and bye
And if I go on back to NOLA
With this Bible in my hands
Will they write me off or shoot me where I stand
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
It's been harder gettin' by
With my heart in Baton Rouge
Hear my little delta mama singin' blues
And I don't know when I'll be home
But I'm comin' home to you
I'll leave behind my ghosts before I do
Before I do
And if I go on back to Indy
With this matchbook in my hands
Will I burn it down or learn to live again
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
The Circle City Bandit - KC Southern Lyrics
The Circle City Bandit - KC Southern Lyrics
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Pull hard but it don't pull through
You pulled too hard like you always do
Searchin' for the perfect words
Only ever made things worse
And if I go on back to Kansas
With this blood upon my hands
Will they write me off or take me as I am
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
Straddlin' these broken tracks
For all my folks who never made it back
Look out to the southern sky
Singin' sweet Louisiana bye and bye
And if I go on back to NOLA
With this Bible in my hands
Will they write me off or shoot me where I stand
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
It's been harder gettin' by
With my heart in Baton Rouge
Hear my little delta mama singin' blues
And I don't know when I'll be home
But I'm comin' home to you
I'll leave behind my ghosts before I do
Before I do
And if I go on back to Indy
With this matchbook in my hands
Will I burn it down or learn to live again
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
You pulled too hard like you always do
Searchin' for the perfect words
Only ever made things worse
And if I go on back to Kansas
With this blood upon my hands
Will they write me off or take me as I am
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
Straddlin' these broken tracks
For all my folks who never made it back
Look out to the southern sky
Singin' sweet Louisiana bye and bye
And if I go on back to NOLA
With this Bible in my hands
Will they write me off or shoot me where I stand
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
It's been harder gettin' by
With my heart in Baton Rouge
Hear my little delta mama singin' blues
And I don't know when I'll be home
But I'm comin' home to you
I'll leave behind my ghosts before I do
Before I do
And if I go on back to Indy
With this matchbook in my hands
Will I burn it down or learn to live again
And then I notice that the envelope's been opened
But the letter's still inside and never read
Writer: Will Smeltzer
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