Joe Bonamassa Dustbowl
Gonna make my own way, gonna head downtown,
Walk around, settle down, find me a proper drink,
Don't need a helmet to get me through life,
I walk across the water, blame it on foolish pride.
(Chorus)
Lifting me up, tearing me down,
All you give me is indecision the classic run-around,
Bringing me higher, keeping me whole,
Now I feel I've been living, living in a dustbowl.
Diamonds and pearls, you're that kinda girl,
You size me up to break me down while you're sipping on your Crown Royal,
I'll give you shelter, babe, it's your call,
It's hard to find the truth within when you are living in your own zone.
(Chorus)
Lifting me up, tearing me down,
All you give me is indecision the classic run-around,
Bringing me higher, keeping me whole,
Now I feel I've been living, living in a dustbowl.
Find in deception, the same kinda pain,
If all that's left for me to lose, is meant for you to gain,
Playing it close, stealing your time,
Who cares anyway, I've gone the extra mile.
(Chorus)
Lifting me up, tearing me down,
All you give me is indecision the classic run-around,
Bringing me higher, keeping me whole,
Now I feel I've been living, living in a dustbowl.
Living in a dustbowl
Living in a dustbowl
