Sturgill Simpson Sitting Here Without You

You could have told me you didn’t care about me

You could have told me you was the cheating kind

I’d be out on the town running around

seeing what else I could find

Instead of sitting here without you

and with you on my mind

I’m all alone in the night

and I know you ain’t coming back to me

There’s a moon over me so bright

It lights up my sorrow for everyone to see

You could have told me you didn’t care about me

You could have told me you was the cheating kind

I’d be out on the town running around

seeing what else I could find

Instead of sitting here without you

and with you on my mind

Don’t have to tell nobody how I’m feeling

Don’t have to tell nobody how I cry

It’s written on my face cause’ I know you’re out there stealing

All them sweet, sweet kisses from all them other guys

Sturgill Simpson I’d Have To Be Crazy

I’d have to be crazy to stop all my singing

and never play music again

You’d call me a fool if I grabbed up my top hat

and ran out to flag down the wind

I’d have to be weird to grow me a beard

just to see what the rednecks would do

I’d have to be crazy plum out of my mind

to fall out of love with you

You know I’ve done weird things, told people I’ve heard things

When silence was all in abounds

Been days when it pleased me to crawl on my knees

following ants as they crawled across the ground

Been insane on a train but I’m still me again

and the place where I hold you is true

But I’d have to be crazy, plum out of my mind

To fall out of love with you

You know I don’t intend to

But should there come a day

when I say that I don’t love you

You can lock me away

Well it sure would be dingy to live in an envelope

in a world waiting along for a stamp

You’d swear I was loco to rub for a genie

while burning my hand on a lamp

I may not be normal but nobody is

so I’d like to say before I’m through

I’d have to be crazy, plum out of my mind

to fall out of love with you

Sturgill Simpson Hero

Decided to write a song for my hero

Considering he’s done so much for me

He’s the one that pulled me up when I fell down so low

He’s the one that led me through the darkness when I could not see

Never met a man more gentle or any humbler

Never once heard him raise his voice or saw him mad

But I watched him break his back on coal and lumber

To give her everything she never had

Cause when it all comes down to zero

There’s nothing more this life could ever give

And I know I’ll never find another hero

Not another one like him

Born on a summer day in some dark holler

Way back in the hills of Perry County

Well he grew up poor and he never saw a dollar

But a dollar ain’t no good in a coal camp anyway

Cause when it all comes down to zero

There’s nothing more this life could ever give

And I know I’ll never find another hero

Not another one like him

And if I’m half the man he is when I die

I don’t know if I could ask for too much more

He taught me you only need one hand

to count your real friends in this life

But if you find true love you better take both arms

and hold on til your sore

Sturgill Simpson All Around You

There will be days

When the sun won’t shine

When it seems like the whole world is against you

Don’t be afraid

Life is unkind

You can let go of the pain if you choose to

Cause time slips away

Skies fall apart

Revealing to all

A universal heart

Glowing, flowing, all around you

There will be nights that go on forever

Like you’re long-lost at sea

Never to be found

Just know in your heart

That we’re always together

And long after I’m gone

I’ll still be around

Cause our bond is eternal

And so is love

God is inside you

All around you

And up above

Glowing, showing you the way

Cause time slips away

Skies fall apart

Revealing to all

A universal heart

Glowing, flowing, all around you

Sturgill Simpson In Bloom

Sell the kids for food

Weather changes moods

Spring is here again

Reproductive glands

[Chorus:]

He’s the one who likes all our pretty songs

And he likes to sing along

And he likes to shoot his gun

But he don’t know what it means

Don’t know what it means to love someone

We can have some more

Nature is a whore

Bruises on the fruit

Tender age in bloom

[Chorus x3]

Love someone, no

Sturgill Simpson Voices

There’s a voice that I can hear sometimes out here on the mountain

When it’s dark and the sky is pouring acid like a fountain

Memories like coal dust stain the window of my eyes

So ask them no more questions they can’t sell you no more lies

I hear voices all around me in society’s depression

Over and over they all recite their first impression

The rivers are all crying but the ocean cannot speak

Until her waters crash into uncharted shores so dark and bleak

How I wish somebody’d make these voices go away

Seems they’re always talking but they don’t have much to say

Well a picture’s worth a 1000 words but a word ain’t worth a dime

We all know they’ll go on talking til the end of time

Don’t call it a sign of the times when it’s always been this way

Voices behind curtains forked tongues that have no name

They plot their wicked schemes setting fate for all mankind

With evil that can fill God’s pretty skies with clouds that burn and blind

How I wish somebody’d make these voices go away

Seems they’re always talking but they don’t have much to say

Well a picture’s worth a 1000 words but a word ain’t worth a dime

We all know they’ll go on talking til the end of time

Sturgill Simpson Oh Sarah

Oh Sarah, here we go again

I can’t get past the pain of what I want to say to you

I’m too old now to learn how to let you in

So I’ll run away just like I always do

She said if there’s something I should know then tell me now

Before I go and give my heart away

So I can get on with my life

You can go on with your strife

Wish you’d speak the words those eyes are trying to say

Sometimes this life feels like a big old dream

I’m floating around on a cloud inside

When my cloud starts coming apart at the seams

Oh Sarah, that’s when I slide

There’s going to be times that I gotta go away

But don’t worry baby I’ll come home

Out on the road is where I’m going to find my way

But I’ll always find the time when I’m alone

So forgive me if sometimes I seem a little crazy

But god damn, sometimes crazy is how I feel

And my brain is starting to swirl

Down the drain of this old world

And there’s only one thing girl I know is real

It’s the love that I feel in your arms

It’s the glow you wear around you like a charm

It’s the tender in your eyes

That keeps me safe and warm at night

From this life

Sometimes this life feels like a big old dream

I’m floating around on a cloud inside

When my cloud starts coming apart at the seams

Oh Sarah, that’s when I slide

Sturgill Simpson Keep It Between The Lines

Don’t turn mailboxes into baseballs

Don’t get busted selling at seventeen

Most thoughts deserve about two or three more

Motoroil is motoroil

Just keep your engine clean

Keep your eyes on the prize

Everything will be fine

Long as you stay in school

Stay off the hard stuff

And keep between the lines

Don’t burn two lanterns at the same time

No ship out on the water will pay your rent

Cause you live and you learn

Sometimes you get burned

When your get out done got up

Walked out the door and went

Do as I say

Don’t do as I’ve done

It don’t have to be

Like a father, like his son

Don’t let them try to upsell you

There’s a reason they make chocolate and vanilla, too

If there’s any doubt, there is no doubt

The gut don’t never lie

And the only word you’ll ever need to know in life is “why”

Keep your head out of the clouds

And remember to be kind

And just stay in school

Stay off the drugs

And keep between the lines

(Don’t, don’t sweat the small stuff)

(Can’t sweat the small stuff)

(Don’t sweat the small stuff)

Sturgill Simpson You Can Have The Crown

Well, I been spending all my money on weed n’ pills

Trying to write a song that’ll pay the bills

But it ain’t came yet so I guess I’ll have to rob a bank

I guess it could be worse it ain’t that bad

At least I ain’t sitting in old Baghdad

in the middle of the hot damn desert sitting in a tank

Every time the wife talks a baby gets mentioned

But I’m so broke I can’t pay attention

Lord how it tears me up to see her cry

So I been spending all my nights on the internet

looking for a clue but ain’t found one yet

just a bunch of Mopars, guitars, & other stuff I can’t buy

Well now Lord if you can hear me won’t you throw a damn dog a bone

Cause if the Devil shows up with a better deal this old soul’s going down

I sing ’em real pretty I sing ’em real sad

All the people in the crowd say he ain’t half bad

They call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain but if you want it you can have the crown

Been sitting on my ass like a bump on a log

Watching Andy and ol’ Boss Hog

Guess I ought to get up and go find a job

Instead of sitting on the couch trying to find the next line

I’m sure there’s gotta be a better use of my time

Like figuring out which one of these banks I’m gonna go rob

Well the name of the game is hurry up and wait

but that ain’t putting no food on my plate

or gas in my car and I drive a Bronco

So Lord if I could just get me a record deal

I might not have to worry about my next meal

but I’ll still be trying to figure out what the hell rhymes with Bronco

Sturgill Simpson Living The Dream

Time and time again Lord I’ve been going through the motion

It’s a means to an end but the ends don’t seem to meet

Walking around living the dream anytime I take the notion

Til the truth comes bubbling up so bittersweet

Ain’t no point getting outta bed when you ain’t living the dream

Like making a big old pot of coffee when you ain’t got no cream

I don’t need to change my strings

Cause the dirt don’t hurt the way I sing

I don’t have to do a Goddamn thing except sit around and wait to die

Well I’ve been waiting on an angel waitress to come and take my order

Tell me all about the special today

Staring at a puddle of mud in my spoon couldn’t be much bolder

Hoping them circles on the paper don’t call back telling me to start today

That old man upstairs, He wears a crooked smile

Staring down on the chaos he created

He said son if you ain’t having fun just wait a little while

Momma’s gonna wash it all away

And she thinks mercy’s overrated