So I sit here,
In my hole,
Hope the lord can,
Come save my soul.
Cause I'm a sinner to my core,
I ask forgiveness and nothing more.
Darkness surrounds me,
I can't see,
All of the demons,
Right here with me.
Cause I'm a sinner to my core.
I ask forgiveness and nothing more.
My eyes are open,
Now I can see,
All of the damage,
Brought on by me.
Cause I'm a sinner to my core,
I ask forgiveness and nothing more.
I'm a sinner to my core,
I ask forgiveness and nothing more.
Aaron Lewis - Sinner Album Lyrics
Aaron Lewis - Sinner Lyrics
Writer: AARON LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
That Aint Country
What a sad state of affairs I'm in
Cause I'm trying to compete where I just don't fit in
Cause the country, if you call it that, from off the road
Ain't country just because I'm old enough to know that
That ain't country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of good times and happy endings
My life ain't like that
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today
So tell me, whatever happened to the country songs
Full of truth and consequences, all the things gone wrong
Someone came and changed it up, made it all a lie
I'd like to spit a little beach-nut right in that dude's eye
Cause that ain't country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of good times and happy endings
My life ain't like that
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today
Now listen here
We got Waylon singing songs bout a Ramblin' Man
And Junior's got a cold one in his hand
And the Possum's gettin drunk again imagine that
And Charlie Daniels playing fiddle underneath that hat
And John and June are goin' back and forth again
And David Allan Coe is singing 'bout his kin
And Haggard sings the songs that'll save your soul
And Willie sings the songs about the hearts he stole
Cause that shit's country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of hard times and complications
Ain't life like that?
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today
The ones that speak to me
The way I feel today
Cause I'm trying to compete where I just don't fit in
Cause the country, if you call it that, from off the road
Ain't country just because I'm old enough to know that
That ain't country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of good times and happy endings
My life ain't like that
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today
So tell me, whatever happened to the country songs
Full of truth and consequences, all the things gone wrong
Someone came and changed it up, made it all a lie
I'd like to spit a little beach-nut right in that dude's eye
Cause that ain't country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of good times and happy endings
My life ain't like that
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today
Now listen here
We got Waylon singing songs bout a Ramblin' Man
And Junior's got a cold one in his hand
And the Possum's gettin drunk again imagine that
And Charlie Daniels playing fiddle underneath that hat
And John and June are goin' back and forth again
And David Allan Coe is singing 'bout his kin
And Haggard sings the songs that'll save your soul
And Willie sings the songs about the hearts he stole
Cause that shit's country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of hard times and complications
Ain't life like that?
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today
The ones that speak to me
The way I feel today
Writer: AARON LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Whiskey And You
There's a bottle, on the dresser by your ring
And it's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing
But I'll be hurtin', when I wake up on the floor
But I'll be over it by noon
That's the difference between whiskey and you
Come tomorrow, I can walk in any store
It ain't a problem, they'll always sell me more
But your forgiveness, well that's something I can't buy
There ain't a thing that I can do
That's the difference between whiskey and you
One's a devil, and one keeps driving me insane
At times I wonder, if they ain't both the same
And one's a liar, that helps to hide me from my pain
And one's a long gone bitter truth
That's the difference between whiskey and you
I've got a problem, but it ain't like what you think
I drink because I'm lonesome, an' I'm lonesome 'cause I drink
But if I don't break down, and bring it on myself
It'll hit out of the blue
That's the difference between whiskey and you
One's a devil, and one keeps driving me insane
At times I wonder, if they ain't both the same
And one's a liar, that helps to hide me from my pain
And one's a long gone bitter truth
That's the difference, between whiskey and you
Oh, that's the difference, between whiskey and you
And it's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing
But I'll be hurtin', when I wake up on the floor
But I'll be over it by noon
That's the difference between whiskey and you
Come tomorrow, I can walk in any store
It ain't a problem, they'll always sell me more
But your forgiveness, well that's something I can't buy
There ain't a thing that I can do
That's the difference between whiskey and you
One's a devil, and one keeps driving me insane
At times I wonder, if they ain't both the same
And one's a liar, that helps to hide me from my pain
And one's a long gone bitter truth
That's the difference between whiskey and you
I've got a problem, but it ain't like what you think
I drink because I'm lonesome, an' I'm lonesome 'cause I drink
But if I don't break down, and bring it on myself
It'll hit out of the blue
That's the difference between whiskey and you
One's a devil, and one keeps driving me insane
At times I wonder, if they ain't both the same
And one's a liar, that helps to hide me from my pain
And one's a long gone bitter truth
That's the difference, between whiskey and you
Oh, that's the difference, between whiskey and you
Writer: Christopher Stapleton, Lee Thomas Miller
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group
Northern Redneck
We grow tobacco and we drive trucks
We kill whitetails and greenhead ducks
And drive our four wheelers down the main road
And bust out the sleds when it's cold
We got back roads an' four-wheel-drives
We got tailgates on a Friday night
And it's a half hour from my front door
To a Walmart or a grocery store
What you all don't understand
It ain't all about a southern man
'Cause we got outlaws, we got hicks
We got honkytonks out in these sticks
We love our whiskey and we love our homegrown
God damn it's so good to be home
We wear Carhart, we don't wear suits
We wear square toes and Chippewa boots
And we all know where we come from
And we'll be right here when it's done
What you all don't understand
It ain't all about the southern man
'Cause we got family livin' out in these woods
We got pride and a sense of what's good
And we all got dirt on our hands
It's a song for the workin' man
Get up early and we work third shift
Pay our taxes and protect our kids
And we all got dirt on our hands
'Cause there's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon
There's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon
'Cause I'm from the North son, you're from the South
Straight out the trailer, fresh off the plow
You got your Chevy parked next to my Ford
And the colors flyin' high at your door
I got a shotgun, fill it with shells
You got a Bible but I'll see you in hell
We ain't that different son, you and me
Tryin' to make it in the land of the free
What y'all don't understand
It ain't all about a southern man
'Cause we got family livin' out in these woods
We got pride and a sense of what's good
And we all got dirt on our hands
It's a song for the workin' man
Get up early and we work third shift
Pay our taxes and protect our kids
And we all got dirt on our hands
'Cause there's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon
I'm a redneck north of the Mason-Dixon
We kill whitetails and greenhead ducks
And drive our four wheelers down the main road
And bust out the sleds when it's cold
We got back roads an' four-wheel-drives
We got tailgates on a Friday night
And it's a half hour from my front door
To a Walmart or a grocery store
What you all don't understand
It ain't all about a southern man
'Cause we got outlaws, we got hicks
We got honkytonks out in these sticks
We love our whiskey and we love our homegrown
God damn it's so good to be home
We wear Carhart, we don't wear suits
We wear square toes and Chippewa boots
And we all know where we come from
And we'll be right here when it's done
What you all don't understand
It ain't all about the southern man
'Cause we got family livin' out in these woods
We got pride and a sense of what's good
And we all got dirt on our hands
It's a song for the workin' man
Get up early and we work third shift
Pay our taxes and protect our kids
And we all got dirt on our hands
'Cause there's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon
There's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon
'Cause I'm from the North son, you're from the South
Straight out the trailer, fresh off the plow
You got your Chevy parked next to my Ford
And the colors flyin' high at your door
I got a shotgun, fill it with shells
You got a Bible but I'll see you in hell
We ain't that different son, you and me
Tryin' to make it in the land of the free
What y'all don't understand
It ain't all about a southern man
'Cause we got family livin' out in these woods
We got pride and a sense of what's good
And we all got dirt on our hands
It's a song for the workin' man
Get up early and we work third shift
Pay our taxes and protect our kids
And we all got dirt on our hands
'Cause there's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon
I'm a redneck north of the Mason-Dixon
Writer: AARON LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Mama
My mama always told me
"Son, you'd best go easy down that road"
And she said she was sorry
For all the times she couldn't save my soul
I shoulda listened to her words a little more
Before I packed up and I walked right out that door
Daddy always told me
"Son, you'd better love the best you can"
And "Don't look back and be sorry
These moments won't be comin' 'round again"
But I feel like I could conquer the whole world
When I look up and see those three little girls
But I get lost, I can't find my way
All my pieces glued together for the world to see
Mistakes I've made, consumed by some
Till there's nothing left of me when all is said and done
Now a preacher man once told me
"Son, I'm not so sure you can be saved"
He said, "Life is full of choices
And He sees all the bad ones that you've made"
And I said "Yeah, you're right, I'll probably go to Hell
But goddamn all the stories I can tell"
'Cause I'm so lost, I can't find my way
All my pieces glued together for the world to see
Mistakes I've made, consumed by some
Till there's nothing left of me when all is said and done
So my mama always told me
"Son, you'd best go easy down that road"
"Son, you'd best go easy down that road"
And she said she was sorry
For all the times she couldn't save my soul
I shoulda listened to her words a little more
Before I packed up and I walked right out that door
Daddy always told me
"Son, you'd better love the best you can"
And "Don't look back and be sorry
These moments won't be comin' 'round again"
But I feel like I could conquer the whole world
When I look up and see those three little girls
But I get lost, I can't find my way
All my pieces glued together for the world to see
Mistakes I've made, consumed by some
Till there's nothing left of me when all is said and done
Now a preacher man once told me
"Son, I'm not so sure you can be saved"
He said, "Life is full of choices
And He sees all the bad ones that you've made"
And I said "Yeah, you're right, I'll probably go to Hell
But goddamn all the stories I can tell"
'Cause I'm so lost, I can't find my way
All my pieces glued together for the world to see
Mistakes I've made, consumed by some
Till there's nothing left of me when all is said and done
So my mama always told me
"Son, you'd best go easy down that road"
Writer: AARON LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Sunday Every Saturday Night
I've seen drunk girls singin' karaoke
I've seen old timers bring their beer
And we all seem to have our sad stories to tell
That's how we all ended up here
Washin' away all our problems
Gettin' baptised in those neon lights
And the drunker I get, the more things I forget
And I just ain't got that kind of time
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
Now the gospel comes out of that jukebox
And an angel just walked through the door
And she pulled up a chair right beside me
She said, "You think misery's got room for one more?"
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
Now the bar stools are lined up like church pews
And the preacher just yelled out "Last call!"
And confession is held belly-up to the bar
Hell even the best angels fall
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Saying "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
I've seen old timers bring their beer
And we all seem to have our sad stories to tell
That's how we all ended up here
Washin' away all our problems
Gettin' baptised in those neon lights
And the drunker I get, the more things I forget
And I just ain't got that kind of time
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
Now the gospel comes out of that jukebox
And an angel just walked through the door
And she pulled up a chair right beside me
She said, "You think misery's got room for one more?"
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
Now the bar stools are lined up like church pews
And the preacher just yelled out "Last call!"
And confession is held belly-up to the bar
Hell even the best angels fall
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Saying "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
Writer: AARON LEWIS, IRA L DEAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., DO WRITE MUSIC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., DO WRITE MUSIC LLC
Lost And Lonely
Well I've been shattered and broken, for most of my life
But I've done pretty good, with a job and a life
Got a family that loves me, and a good piece of land
That I bought with hard work, that I earned with these hands
These things that I do
I did them for you
So just tell me you love me, and tell me you'll stay
And you'll watch over this house, while I go away
And just promise to be here, when I get back home
So we can start where we left off, all those years ago
Before my demons... they took control
Lost and lonely, out here on the road
Cause I've been careless and selfish, got no self respect
I'm an albatross hanging around my own neck
I'm a hard one to handle, and I've played the fool
And I'm so hard to love, cause I break all the rules
These things that I do
Cause I couldn't have you
So just tell me you love me, and tell me you'll stay
And you'll watch over this house, while I go away
And just promise to be here, when I get back home
So we can start where we left off, all those years ago
Before my demons... they took control
Lost and lonely, out here on the road
So just tell me you love me, and tell me you'll stay
And you'll watch over this house, while I go away
And just promise to be here, when I get back home
So we can start where we left off, all those years ago
Before my demons... they took control
Lost and lonely, out here on the road
Lost and lonely, out here on the road
But I've done pretty good, with a job and a life
Got a family that loves me, and a good piece of land
That I bought with hard work, that I earned with these hands
These things that I do
I did them for you
So just tell me you love me, and tell me you'll stay
And you'll watch over this house, while I go away
And just promise to be here, when I get back home
So we can start where we left off, all those years ago
Before my demons... they took control
Lost and lonely, out here on the road
Cause I've been careless and selfish, got no self respect
I'm an albatross hanging around my own neck
I'm a hard one to handle, and I've played the fool
And I'm so hard to love, cause I break all the rules
These things that I do
Cause I couldn't have you
So just tell me you love me, and tell me you'll stay
And you'll watch over this house, while I go away
And just promise to be here, when I get back home
So we can start where we left off, all those years ago
Before my demons... they took control
Lost and lonely, out here on the road
So just tell me you love me, and tell me you'll stay
And you'll watch over this house, while I go away
And just promise to be here, when I get back home
So we can start where we left off, all those years ago
Before my demons... they took control
Lost and lonely, out here on the road
Lost and lonely, out here on the road
Writer: AARON LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Story Of My Life
I'll watch it all go down in flames
Knowin' there's no one to blame but me
Another vice to kill the pain
Knowin' that the pain will set me free
So I sit here starin' at the sky, and wonder why
The hands of God still hold me, and help me through this life
A sinner in so many ways, I've made it through so many days
I struggle, still lookin' for a sign
A little purpose
The story of my life
I'm haunted by the words you said
Prayin' that there's any hope for me
This holy war inside my head
Is probably not the safest place to be
So I sit here starin' at the sky, and wonder why
The hands of God still hold me, and help me through this life
A sinner in so many ways, I've made it through so many days
I struggle, still lookin' for a sign
A little purpose
The story of my life
The story of my life
So as the darkness turns to day
The light it shows the depth of my disguise
My safety was naivety
Created by deception and with lies
So I sit here starin' at the sky, and wonder why
The hands of God still hold me, and help me through this life
I'm a sinner in so many ways, I've made it through so many days
I struggle, still lookin' for a sign
A little purpose
The story of my life
The story of my life
The story of my life
Knowin' there's no one to blame but me
Another vice to kill the pain
Knowin' that the pain will set me free
So I sit here starin' at the sky, and wonder why
The hands of God still hold me, and help me through this life
A sinner in so many ways, I've made it through so many days
I struggle, still lookin' for a sign
A little purpose
The story of my life
I'm haunted by the words you said
Prayin' that there's any hope for me
This holy war inside my head
Is probably not the safest place to be
So I sit here starin' at the sky, and wonder why
The hands of God still hold me, and help me through this life
A sinner in so many ways, I've made it through so many days
I struggle, still lookin' for a sign
A little purpose
The story of my life
The story of my life
So as the darkness turns to day
The light it shows the depth of my disguise
My safety was naivety
Created by deception and with lies
So I sit here starin' at the sky, and wonder why
The hands of God still hold me, and help me through this life
I'm a sinner in so many ways, I've made it through so many days
I struggle, still lookin' for a sign
A little purpose
The story of my life
The story of my life
The story of my life
Writer: AARON LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Stuck In These Shoes
I'm stuck in these shoes
And I ain't a hero, or role model material
Well I'm just a man, that's tryin' to get by
And I'm stuck in these shoes
And they're made for walkin'
Let my songs do the talkin'
I'm just not really sure
How much further they'll go
'Cause sometimes I still feel like I'm losin'
And sometimes I still feel all alone
And sometimes I still feel I won't make it through this
On my own
'Cause I'm stuck in these shoes
I got nothin' to lose
I've played the fool, I broke all of the rules, and I have to choose
'Cause I'm stuck in these shoes
And I ain't a savior
And I ain't here to save ya
'Cause I'm not very good
At savin' myself
'Cause sometimes I still feel like I'm losin'
And sometimes I still feel all alone
And sometimes I still feel I won't make it through this
On my own
'Cause I'm stuck in these shoes
I got nothin' to lose
'Cause I play the fool, I break all the rules, and I need to choose
'Cause I'm stuck in these shoes
And I ain't a hero, or role model material
Well I'm just a man, that's tryin' to get by
And I'm stuck in these shoes
And they're made for walkin'
Let my songs do the talkin'
I'm just not really sure
How much further they'll go
'Cause sometimes I still feel like I'm losin'
And sometimes I still feel all alone
And sometimes I still feel I won't make it through this
On my own
'Cause I'm stuck in these shoes
I got nothin' to lose
I've played the fool, I broke all of the rules, and I have to choose
'Cause I'm stuck in these shoes
And I ain't a savior
And I ain't here to save ya
'Cause I'm not very good
At savin' myself
'Cause sometimes I still feel like I'm losin'
And sometimes I still feel all alone
And sometimes I still feel I won't make it through this
On my own
'Cause I'm stuck in these shoes
I got nothin' to lose
'Cause I play the fool, I break all the rules, and I need to choose
'Cause I'm stuck in these shoes
Writer: AARON LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
I Lost It All
If I die I'll go to Heaven
Because I spent my time in Hell
Never claimed to know the answers
But I've faked it pretty well
And I've walked straight through the valley
Full of shadows and of death
Never claimed to know the answers
And I've learned a lot of lessons
But it hasn't killed me yet
But they haven't killed me yet
I lost it all, I tried to make it through my pain
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
And right now the only thing that's left, is sadness and the shame
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
Now somewhere in my darkness
Now I've heard so many stories
There shined a little light
Full of sadness and regret
A chance for me to be forgiven
And I've learned a lot of answers
But I couldn't get it right
To the things I didn't get
I lost it all, I tried to make it through my pain
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
And right now the only thing that's left, is sadness and the shame
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
I lost it all
So if I die I'll go the Heaven
Because I spent my time in Hell
Never claimed to know the answers
But I've faked it pretty well
I lost it all, I tried to make it through my pain
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
And right now the only thing that's left, is sadness and the shame
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
I lost it all
I lost it all
Because I spent my time in Hell
Never claimed to know the answers
But I've faked it pretty well
And I've walked straight through the valley
Full of shadows and of death
Never claimed to know the answers
And I've learned a lot of lessons
But it hasn't killed me yet
But they haven't killed me yet
I lost it all, I tried to make it through my pain
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
And right now the only thing that's left, is sadness and the shame
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
Now somewhere in my darkness
Now I've heard so many stories
There shined a little light
Full of sadness and regret
A chance for me to be forgiven
And I've learned a lot of answers
But I couldn't get it right
To the things I didn't get
I lost it all, I tried to make it through my pain
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
And right now the only thing that's left, is sadness and the shame
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
I lost it all
So if I die I'll go the Heaven
Because I spent my time in Hell
Never claimed to know the answers
But I've faked it pretty well
I lost it all, I tried to make it through my pain
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
And right now the only thing that's left, is sadness and the shame
I lost it all, and it'll never be the same
I lost it all
I lost it all
Writer: AARON LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Travelin Soldier
Two days past eighteen
He was waitin' for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth, in a cafe there
He gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy so she give him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talkin' to me, I'm feelin' a little low
She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
I got no one, to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's comin' home
So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Afghanistan
And he told her of his heart, it might be love
And all of the things that he was so scared of
He said when it's gettin' kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's comin' home
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said "Folks, would you bow your head
To a list of local soldiers dead"
Cryin' all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marchin' band
And one name read, and nobody really cared
But the pretty little girl, with a bow in her hair
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's comin'...
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's comin' home
He was waitin' for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth, in a cafe there
He gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy so she give him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talkin' to me, I'm feelin' a little low
She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
I got no one, to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's comin' home
So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Afghanistan
And he told her of his heart, it might be love
And all of the things that he was so scared of
He said when it's gettin' kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's comin' home
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said "Folks, would you bow your head
To a list of local soldiers dead"
Cryin' all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marchin' band
And one name read, and nobody really cared
But the pretty little girl, with a bow in her hair
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's comin'...
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's comin' home
Writer: Bruce Robison
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Sinner is the second solo studio album by an American rock musician Aaron Lewis of the nu metal band Staind. It was released on September 16, 2016, through Dot Records, and produced by Buddy Cannon.
The first single, "That Ain't Country", was released on June 17, 2016, which coincided with the album announcement. To support the album, Lewis conducted a series of concerts titled "The Sinner Tour".
Sinner debuted at number four on the US Billboard 200 with 42,000 units sold, 39,000 of which were traditional album sales. It also debuted at number one on the Top Country Albums chart. As of March 2018 the album has sold 146,800 copies in the United States.
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Aaron LewisThe first single, "That Ain't Country", was released on June 17, 2016, which coincided with the album announcement. To support the album, Lewis conducted a series of concerts titled "The Sinner Tour".
Sinner debuted at number four on the US Billboard 200 with 42,000 units sold, 39,000 of which were traditional album sales. It also debuted at number one on the Top Country Albums chart. As of March 2018 the album has sold 146,800 copies in the United States.
Genre(s): Country rock, alternative country
Producer(s): Buddy Cannon
Length: 47:37
Released: September 16th, 2016
Year: 2016