Lyrics

8 miles west of Virginia On a road that's dark as coal I asked my lord for forgiveness He drove my car right off of that road As I lay there bleeding In a twisted wreck of smoke and fire Begging, Making deals and pleading But I knew that I wouldn't get far But I knew that I wouldn't get far There I go getting my hopes up Just to get shot down again I got a dealt a winning hand but ended up losing again Like a poor man masquerading As a rich man who wanted more Never realized he had it Like a kid in a candy store As I lay awake at night not sleeping Wondering how I lost it all Like a willow tree I stand a weeping Oh how the mighty have fallen Oh how the mighty have fallen There I go getting my hopes up Just to get shot down again I got a dealt a winning hand but ended up losing again Like a poor man masquerading
Writer(s): Stewart Mckie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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