Zoe Muth - The Last Bus Lyrics
And in my warmest winter coat I still can’t stand the coldGive me the strength to suffer the seasonWith the hope that I might find a reasonGot off the last bus, smoked a cigaretteAnd when I get on the next oneI don’t know where I’m going yetI said goodbye to Harlan, I said goodbye to Katie BelleYou know the stories that I told herThey ain’t the kind an honest man would tellChorus: Now I don’t get much sleepAnd I sure could stand to eatAnd the only ties that bind me are boundTo a cold stone road that rolls it rollsWhere no one knowsA few kids down at the station are just hangin’ aroundI so get out my guitar and I lay a few songs downMaybe I’ll go to New York City down to the subway to playIt must be warmer down there than it is outside todayI know I told Katy I’d look for a real jobBut I ain’t the kind to be bossed and I ain’t the kind to be boughtI let go of all my angels I told them to go on and flyI let go of all my angels, thought I would be all right alone for a whileChorus:
