Chamberlain The South Has Spoiled Me lyrics

Three down, five more to go
It ain't like they don't know
I want 'em to get their things and go

I'm sick of all these people
That can't speak to me
Unless they've found something to drink

Cold cup of coffee is on the windowpane
Where it's been since you left yesterday
Next thing I knew I was under you
With your worn out shoes next to my boots

Maybe we no longer know who we're supposed to be

Feelings aren't cheap around here
Somehow everyone finds 'em for free

Trains loaded with slow as much as coal
Haul the mile home while you two spoke
And I dunno who you are anymore
What ya'll want, what you're lookin' for

Maybe we no longer know who we're supposed to be
Feelings aren't cheap around here
Somehow everyone finds 'em for free