Smokehouse
Album: The Middle Ring
By: Matthew Meadows
By: Matthew Meadows
Duration
3:15
Genres
Description
One man and a guitar going at it old school. Aggressive acoustic blues with meticulous guitar work.
Lyrics
what are we left with when the tide comes when the clock runs out and the road runs on you might not forget this but you might have when you walked on me and walked out on us I'm going to the smokehouse I'm going there by myself I'm going to the smokehouse Don't want to see nobody else Going to the smokehouse. By myself Going to the smokehouse. By myself I just don't get this Would you mind, love? With the summer rains Comes push to shove I never mentioned But i might have said If it wasn't for you I'd be better off dead Better off dead. I'm going to the smokehouse I'm going there by myself I'm going to the smokehouse Don't want to see nobody else Going to the smokehouse. By myself Going to the smokehouse. By myself
