Well given the tall grass youґre livinґ in
Itґs not ideal to keep fire in your life.
And the Delta Winds keep pickinґ on me
As Iґm makinґ it down the line.

Sorry to burn so unexpectedly
But it ainґt goinґ out with the rain in your eyes.
Mississippi burninґ in the middle of
The raging wind tonight

Black gold and coalґs open up the throttle
To get me the hell away
From that Mason-Dixon line.
Sit on the floor
And lock the door-
Dancinґ with a bottle.
Takinґ it home where the buffalo roam on track 29...
Track 29.

Given the tone of your delivery
And the habit of seeing me kinda blow right by,
And the Delta Winds keep trickinґ me
That I hear your words arrive.

She said she found the arms of another man.
Well to tell you the truth man
She shouldґve lied.
Mississippi lyinґ in the middle
Of a bed of nails tonight.

Black gold and coalґs open up the throttle
To get me the hell away
From that Mason-Dixon line.
Sit on the floor
And lock the door-
Dancinґ with a bottle.
Takinґ it home where the buffalo roam on track 29...
Track 29.
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Track 29 Lyrics

Christian Kane – Track 29 Lyrics