Woorden: Bleu Edmonson. Lost Boy. Ressurection.

I've died a thousand times since you left me
I stared down the barrel of a thousand loaded guns
I caught a midnight ride headed somewhere
To be born again with the rising of the Southern sun

I woke to dawn washing over Memphis
I'm seeing through the eyes of a newborn child
I remember you always hated Elvis
So I think I might stay here a while

Resurrection
Resurrection

Cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey
She winked at me when she said last call
And when the parking lot was empty
We made love in a bathroom stall
With "Jesus Is Love" written on the wall

Resurrection
Resurrection

You see I died a thousand times since you left me
And I stared down the barrel of a thousand loaded guns
I caught a midnight ride on a fast train headed somewhere
To be born again with the rising of the Southern sun
To be born again with the rising of the Southern sun
To be born again with the rising of the Southern sun
I am your Southern son
I am your Southern son