4-Track Country Songs Part I

Her lips are made of silver
Her hips are cool and white
Ah the devil is in the barmaid
And Judas is by her side
She won’t give me no sweet lovin'
Her frigid bush
I can’t stop it from growin'
Ah the devil is in the barmaid
She thinks I’m not worth knowing
Ah the devil is in the barmaid
The devil is in the barmaid
She thinks I’m not worth knowing
Stay with me today
Even if you’re very far away
I’ve got no place to go until tomorrow
And my buddies they’ve all gone to what they do
And April came and left with thoughts of you
And I don’t mind sleeping with your ghost no, no, no
Not if there’s a pen and paper that I can borrow
And I’ve got no place to go until tomorrow
So don’t turn me down
If I ask you if you’ll stick around
I’ve got no place to go until tomorrow
All these rented rooms are moved between
See it’s been like this since our old king bed
And I don’t mind travelling with ghosts no, no, no
Not if there’s a good guitar that I can borrow
And I’m always free to be moving on tomorrow
And I’ve got no place to go until tomorrow