Dirty Day

I don’t know you . . . and you don’t know the half of it
I had a starring role . . . I was the bad guy who walked out
They said be careful where you aim
Because where you aim you just might hit
You can hold onto something so tight
You’ve already lost it

Dragging me down
That’s not the way it used to be
You can’t even remember
What I’m trying to forget

It was a dirty day
A dirty day

You want explanations . . .
I don’t even understand
If you need someone to blame . . .
Throw a rock in the air
You’re bound to hit someone guilty

From father to son
In one life has begun
A work that’s never done
Father to son

(And love . . . it won’t last kissin’ time)

Get it right
There’s no blood thicker than ink
Hear what I say
Nothing’s simple as you think

Wake up
Somethings you can’t get around
I’m in you
More so when they put me in the ground

It was a dirty day
A dirty day
Hank says

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