When Things Unravel
Reverend Royal, Foggy eyes of California
The sun sleeps in the ditches too lazy to burn it off
With a name like Smokey Bill Long, just lucky like Errol,
At the rodeo you spend most of your time in the dirt
Staring at the seesaw face of Cornelia Williams
Staring back at you with a look that says sheâs gonna leave
Out there on the flat land, trying to lasso the dog
With your bob and weave smiling at you with your yellow teeth
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When things unravel sheâll be there with the needle
Itâs plain to see why thereâs two kinds of laughter in the world
Iâve heard of robbinâ the cradle, never heard of robbinâ the grave
Things will unravel my darlinâ you can count the days
Trying to cross with the traffic light today
Fell in the gravel thatâs all normal now
Dressed in Amarillo to match your red eyes
A painful contrast the owner and the wife
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Everyone knows thereâs no humor in suicide
Everyone laughs when they donât know and wish you right by
Everyone knows thereâs no humor in suicide
Everyone laughs when they donât know and pass you right by
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