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Justin Townes Earle

Just when I found a way to take the nights alone Just when I'd lost the need to have someone to hold me I saw you standing there across the room From

Lord, I'm going uptown To the Harlem River to drown Dirty water gonna cover me over And I'm not gonna make a sound I'm on a roll, mama, I gotta go Gotta

I am my father's son I've never known when to shut up I ain't fooling no one I am my father's son We don't see eye to eye And I'll be the first to admit

time And it?s callin? me like a long lost friend When I turn out my lights I can see you in my dreams Every time I close my eyes And just like I knew

for me, and there's nothing lonelier than midnight at the movies, again. There's a girl named Martha who meets me here on Saturday nights. She never says too much, she just

to say You'll just clear the tears from your eyes Long enough to watch me walk away You won't curse or scream, no nothing that obscene You'll just tell

turn your cheek and oh how I miss you Why do you have to be so cruel? I used to think that you were so Sweet and loving but now I know What I just would

t leave nothing behind So Baby put your hands on me Let's get real high and just go to sleep It's one more night in Brooklyn, Baby it's just you and me