Jon Randall Streets Of Dallas Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I hocked my old guitar today knowing I won't see it again
And a man that ain't got a song to sing sure can't find a friend
I'm down to my last 20 bucks, tequila in a dixie cup
Hold on to itlike I hold a chalice
Looking for forgiveness for my sins
On the streets of Dallas

[Chorus]
Lord knows I'd give all I own
For one more round of sweet Patron and a woman to keep me warm tonight
But all the bars are closing down and there ain't a soul around
But a bunch of frat boys looking for a fight
So pull my collar up and wonder down these sidewalks weather cold and calloused
Wondering how I'll ever find my way
On the streets of Dallas
[Verse 2]
At a bus stop in Bench up on elm I sit and watch two strangers getting high As the heavens open up and hell breaks loose above this concretе sky
I passed a wino down on Main who's found some sheltеr from the rain in his cardboard palace
It's funny how your dreams get washed away
On the streets of Dallas

[Chorus]
Lord knows I'd give all I own
For one more round of sweet Patron and a woman to keep me warm tonight
But all the bars are closing down and there ain't a soul around
But a bunch of frat boys looking for a fight
So pull my collar up, wonder down these sidewalks weather cold and calloused
Wondering how I'll ever find my way
On the streets of Dallas

[Outro]
Yeah I bet there ain't a prayer that ain't been prayed
On the streets of Dallas