Nine Pound Hammer Dead Dog Highway
Well I'm counting dead dogs on the highway
Praying for a place to piss
And any sign or anyone that can tell me
Whatever road this is
Tore out of town on a dark two-lane blacktop
'Til it and you were out of sight
There was nothing ever really wrong dear
Just nothing really right
You can almost hear a steel guitar playing
As you sang your medly of lies
I'm like the hound that asked that deadly question
"What's on the other side?"
You were an angel the day that I met you
A devil the next day on
I stopped counting the ways that I love you
And started counting the days 'til I was gone
I blew off life and went rolling down the highway
I forgot just how good it feels
One more drink will wipe away your memory
Like washing blood from my wheels
This road can't go on forever
Even if I want it too
Like counting dead dogs on the highway
Kind of makes me think about you
You can almost hear a steel guitar playing
As you sang your medly of lies
I'm like the hound that asked that deadly question
"What's on the other side?"
