The Thirty Third Of August Lyrics

Today there's no salvation band's packed up and gone
I'm left standing with my penny in my hand
Down at railroad station a blind man sings his song
I think he sees things I don't understand.

It's the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday
Finds me Saturday bound.

I stumbled through the darkness tumble to my knees
A thousand voices screaming in my brain
Wound up in a squad car busted down for vacancy
Outside my cell it's sure as hell looks just like rain.

It's the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday
Finds me Saturday bound.

I've put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain
Killed my violent nature with a smile
Let the demons danced and sang their songs within my fevered brain
Not all my God like thoughts were defiled.

It's the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday
Finds me Saturday bound...

Waylon Jennings - Waylon/Singer of Sad Songs

Jan 2010

1. Brown Eyed Handsome Man
2. Just Across The Way
3. Don't Play The Game
4. Shutting Out The Light
5. I May Never Pass This Way Again
6. The Thirty Third Of August
7. Yellow Haired Woman
8. Where Love Has Died
9. All Of Me Belongs To You
10. Yes, Virginia (Remake)
11. This Time Tomorrow (I'll Be Gone)
12. Singer Of Sad Songs
13. Sick And Tired
14. Time Between Bottles Of Wine
15. Must You Throw Dirt In My Face
16. No Regrets
17. Ragged But Right
18. Honky Tonk Woman
19. She Comes Running
20. If I Were A Carpenter
21. Donna On My Mind
22. Rock, Salt And Nails