Shootin the Moon

And I’m moving everyday, close to a shallow grave
There’s no souls in this place because they’ve all made their escape
With a cup of blood on ice and a coffin nail in tow
I’m ready to pay that price to that old man down below
And I’m moving down and hitting the road
Just shooting holes in the moon
With an old black car and gun in my hand running out of room
And I know no other way, so this close I stay
I move on down into the fire, until I hear him say
I let go
And I broke her poor heart for reasons no one knows
But I meant every word I said like a screaming crow
The whiskey on my breath lets her know this is good bye
And by the looks of me right now I hope she knows why
And I’m kicking up dust out of habitjust to see which way she went
I got dirt in my eyes when all I gotta do is watch my step
And I know no other way, so this course I stay
I move on down into the fire, until I hear him say
I let go
And I’m moving everyday, close to a shallow grave
There’s no souls in this place because they’ve all made their escape
With a cup of blood on ice and a coffin nail in tow
I’m ready to pay that price to that old man down below
And I let go
Well I let go
I let go