Beat Farmers - Lonesome Hound lyrics

There ain't a whole lotta things in this old world that mean too much to me Just a beat-up old guitar and some clouded memories Well and you know I've searched for something but that something can't be found And I don't believe there's nothing that can tame this lonesome hound Well Cindy tried to help me but it made her love run cold She could never figure out just what was torturing my soul Well there's an anger burning deep inside and it's scorching me to d**h Drink another shot of whiskey and it might make me forget Joe business suit is smiling and he's looking right at me But no money has been minted that can set this hound dog free Well the humming of the streetlights has become a friendly sound And I walk those streets at night trying to tame this lonesome hound Now I'm racing down the highway from a devil I can't see I know he's right behind me but he'll never catch up to me Well his fire burns my neck, he's trying to run me to the ground But this old boy's too fast, he'll never catch this lonesome hound Well and I know that there ain't nothing that can tame this lonesome hound