Black Pistol Fire - Storm Cussin'

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Throw me down a line
I been sinkin' with a risin' tide
Away my brittle bones
To the side of a rollin' stone
Caught me in a lie
Dont know if its wrong or if its right, bye
Help is on the way
Don’t know if I can be saved
Old enough to know
Forever might be too long
Don’t talk me down
No use for givin' one more try, try
Good for nothin', but you got me all Storm Cussin', Cussin'
Good for nothin', but you got me all storm cussin', cussin'
Hard times, time to show ya the door
Yours are not to keep (?)
Spend my last days pullin' teeth
Knowing what you told (?)
Your worth your weight in gold
Lay me down to die
In the hour of the wolf I heard you cry, cry (?)
Good for nothin', but you got me all storm cussin, cussin
Good for nothin', but you got me all storm cussin, cussin
Hard times, time to show ya the door
Hard times, what you waitin' for
Hard times, time to settle the score
Hard times, time to show you the door