Jared Hart - Deacon Ain't Dead Yet lyrics

You're afraid to trust the seasons And you're blinded by the treasons Will you wait, oh will you wait While the vultures pick your bones? Or will you finally send them home To the place they now belong? Shoplifter and her mister I get the feeling that you more than miss her Shoplifter and her mister I'm sure she's hoping you don't You're not sick and tired You're tired of taking sh** You've got time on your side You better make it quick you know It's a long damn road to Nashville Got the world in a spygla** Still fly your flags at half mast Will you wait, oh will you wait 'Til you're the last sad soul in sight? Will you push them all aside? Until you know you won't survive Shoplifter and her mister I get the feeling that you more than miss her Shoplifter and her mister I'm sure she's hoping you don't You're not sick and tired You're tired of taking sh** You've got time on your side You better make it quick you know It's a long damn road to Nashville I got the feeling that we're dealing with broken men I get the feeling that she's kneeling in wet cement Shoplifter and her mister I get the feeling that you more than miss her Shoplifter and her mister I'm sure she's hoping you don't You're not sick and tired You're tired of taking sh** You've got time on your side You better make it quick you know It's a long damn road to Nashville I got the feeling that we're dealing with broken men I get the feeling that she's kneeling in wet cement