Eyes Of The South

Goddamn! This time it's real It's a love that I feel I may be tainted but God knows It's good to me, could you see? I leave my woes At strangers road dispose And let the sun back on my face, whoa It's a soul sense of pride Good Lord, the South is blind But she gives me so much suffrage with my pain, heah I feel the strain When I get behind a big slow day I've f**ked it all Was that down? Was that family? I leave my woes At stranger's road dispose And let the sun back on my face, whoa It's a soul sense of pride Good Lord, the South is blind But she will never let me go insane, hoah Please let me die there (Please let me) Cold war leaves me there (Cold war, yeah) Let!