Favez - Battle Weary Blues lyrics

We got a fistful of tunes The saddles and the shoes The battle weary blues And every blinding hour falls flat on its face Or maybe right into place And every sorry deal looks shiny And new looks good to you We're in a travelling band We're driving cross your land And could you spare us a dime And could we look around We'll dress down and hey We won't make a sound We'll split as soon as we can We'll drive fast and we'll blast out of here And we'll be moving on And we'll be moving on We'll split as soon as we can

And could we look around We'll dress down and hey We won't make a sound We'll split as soon as we can We'll drive fast And we'll blast out of here And we'll be moving on We'll split as soon as we can And could we look around We'll dress down and hey We won't make a sound We got a fistful of tunes The saddles and the shoes The battle weary blues We got a fistful of tunes The saddles and the shoes The battle weary blues The battle weary blues The battle weary blues