Well I’ve got you coming out of my eyeballs
I’ve got you coming out of my ears
I met you with a nosebleed in the men’s stall
Now I’ve got you coming out in my tears
That whisky glass went dancing with your father
That big brass band is just around the bend
The bus driver said he don’t need the bother
But I swear to Christ he looks just like my friend
Well that town’s in my back pocket
And that pocket’s full of dust
And there’s an empty seat besides me girl where lord I wish you was
I wish my mouth would not run when the stakes get high
I left Belmont with rings around my eyes
I left your place my head shaped like a spoon
It was all mighty Christian of you
Well that town’s in my back pocket
And that pocket’s full of dust
And there’s an empty seat besides me girl where lord I wish you was
Well I like it when the snow melts off the mountains
I like it when the snow melts off the trees
I woke up with a start next to the window
Someone left a blanket there for me
Music and lyrics by Benjamin Adair Murphy (ASCAP)