Old 97's
Old 97's - Holy Cross songtekst
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Drivin' trucks, not shiftin' gears He never got it in his head To settle down, he'd never wed. He liked the river how it flowed. Unlike the breaker, never to explode. It had no wires runnin' in It just went on and on and on until the ocean got to it. Holy Cross Electric Association Oh well it's more than a job It's more like a damnation Well it was my life, now it's my loss Holy Cross It was a honey of a night He met his maker, he saw the light. The car was passin' on a curve He never slowed down, he never swerved. And in the hot glare of the lamps He had regrets, he'd never learned to dance. There was no angel at his side There was a purpose that became homeless when he died. Holy Cross Electric Association Oh well it's more than a job It's more like a damnation Well it was my life, now it's my loss Holy Cross Electric Association Oh well it's more than a job It's more like a damnation Well it was my life, now it's my loss Holy Cross Well it was my life, now it's my loss Well it was my life, now it's my loss Holy Cross