 Second time around you know its
Really got me down
Sister don't you judge it
Keep it to yourself now
If ya ain't got nothing good to say
Don't say nothin' at all
Got bitten by the bitter bug and I
Just can't get enough
Ill will and my own conceding
Weary of the world it seems
I'm weary of the world
Weary of the world it seems
Sort of always come my way
I'm just a little bit off these days
Like the hard knocks all my life
Like I'm a bible belt wife
Like I didn't see it coming
Like I didn't walk in willingly
See I never want to sing again
La la la like a butterfly
Without my wits about me
Without my heart in line
Third times a charm
This is mine
[Harmonica feature]
You said you just heard Loretta sing
And you felt the loneliness seeping in
Cowboys made you uneasy
You're a God-fearing lesbian
So you learn not to yearn
And you take it on the chin again
Here's what I find about compromise
Don't do it if it hurts inside
Cause either way you're screwed
And eventually you'll find
That you may as well feel good
You may as well have some pride
[Interlude]
Come August we'll go to Cherokee and
Hear Loretta do her thing
Pack it into the Indian casino and
Make the hillbilly scene
Kick up our heels
And join in
Are you my ally or my enemy?
Do you have self-loathing or empathy?
Can you keep me in your prayers, sister?
Can you keep me in there somewhere?
And sister, if you ain't go nothin' good to say
Don't say nothin' at all
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