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| Satisfied Mind | Where the Deep Water Goes | Setting the Woods on Fire | Drunken Soundtracks: Lost Songs |
| Title: | Cold Eye | Artist: | Walkabouts | Album: | N/A |
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painted so many towns
painted them up and down
down to the broken ground
pointed the last one, for now
soon I will stow away
into the cool nightshade
watching fireworks fly
in the reservation sky
found only hell to pay
draggin' these bones all day
sun-up to cocktail time
dragged 'em till I was blind
the field full of also-rans
stealin' my used up plans
all of my friends were there
They couldn't believe I cared
when I put my cold eye to it X2
and I couldn't say no
luck is the thing I make
luck is the thing you break
after it all went wrong
before I was good as gone
deep in the beggin' bowl
I found some scraps to take
drank from your poison jar
found I was wide awake
when I, put my cold eye to it X2
and I never said no, no I
never said no
when I, put my cold eye to it X2
Yes, I put my cold eye to it
and I never said no, no I
never said no



