Top Songs By Pony Bradshaw
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pony Bradshaw
Performer
James Bradshaw
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Bradshaw
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Bradshaw
Producer
Lyrics
I'm a late bloomer
Nothing to fall back on
She's done gone with the roses
And I ain't got no kinda home
The sliver mist hangs like wet smoke
Draped across the burning moon
And I don't need no reason
To pen a sad and lonesome tune
We've got ballads sliding out our shirt sleeves
For a soft place to dream, we'll sing you two or three
Below the fall line
They still eat fire
It's in our nature to build empires
That's what I've found
That's what we're bound to
What we're bound to
It's door deals and spider bites
Pulled-pork plates and calamine
Barreling through a phantom swamp
Concerned not with out design
Louisiana through Arkansas
What I wouldn't do for a cold beer?
Cane breaks and speed traps
I miss my boys something fierce
We've got ballads sliding out our shirt sleeves
For a soft place to dream, we'll sing you two or three
Below the fall line
They still eat fire
It's in our nature to build empires
That's what I've found
That's what we're bound to
What we're bound to
Below the fall line
They still eat fire
It's in our nature to build empires
That's what I've found
That's what were bound to
What were bound to
Writer(s): James Bradshaw
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