Josephine

Josephine
You’d best stay down
You’re in for a hell of a ride back home
Got a lock on you now
Gotta keep your back to the background
Enough whiskey to drown the butterflies
And the last of my common sense
Back on the road
Pumped full of holes, but I’m not gonna die
Got a smoking gun
Trained on a spot between your eyes
Josephine, been down so long you can’t get back up
Josephine, got no one to blame for your bad luck
Josephine
Josephine
Been beat like a dog
Been to hell and back, stopped by every town
Got a lot on my mind
But the patterns are clear and loud