Death Of Jackson Rye Lyrics & Chords By Cory Branan

There ain't a lot that you can do in this town
You drive down to the lake and then you turn back around
You go to school and you learn to read and write
So you can walk...read more

Shared a cigarette for breakfast Shared an airplane ride for lunch Sitting in between a ghost And a walking bowl of punch Can you play a little hunch? Predicting a delay on...read more

I've been hanging around too long Wonder where the time has gone Running for the midnight hour Hoping for the morning to come Well maybe it's all in my head Still thinking...read more

We come and go to let it bleed. Burning midnight oil and candles at both ends to see. All I've known is nothing's free and nothing's easy when you're sowing busted hearts on...read more

Cars lined up the street A procession for the thief The men were restless and the women howled As they professed their grief A smoke was lying on his lips And in his hand a...read more