Honest Land (LIVE)
By: ccurtismusic
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Description
Clinton Curtis plays a rare solo acoustic version of "Honest Land" from his album "Smoldering Youth." Live In New York City.
Lyrics
The sheriff set his pack of black dogs on me so I'm bound for the road Got to beat the sun up out on highway ten never thought these hills would see my face again We could hide out for the night down in New Orleans where the truth is plain to see Tell me who's gonna take up all that sin when all that water keeps a rushing in Nothing is better nothing changed nothing different it's just rearranged The sun's still shining somewhere So take my hand And set out looking for some honest land If I'm a traitor man, then shame on me nothing's like it used to be They got their eyes on my from outer space every breath gets harder in this dying place I wasn't born to kill no one But you can't go back, what's done is done The sun's still shining somewhere So take my hand And set out looking for some honest land All that they see, are mountains of tires this place looks hell, and I want to go home You left my brother in front of the fires you left my brother in front of the fires All that they see, are mountains of tires this place looks hell, and I want to go home You left my brother in front of the fires you left my brother in front of the fires I regret a thousand days I've lived forgive me lord, for I forgive And I believe the sun still shines on promised sand we all go looking for some honest land. Yeah, we all go looking for some honest land We all go looking for some honest land
