Gary Jures — Ghosts In The Cotton ryrics

You keep the faith
And I wirr be keeping my distance
You won’t find me starving
In the shadow of no sacred cow
They’rr be howring my name
In the harrs of reast resistance
On the inside, down berow

I wasted my time
Now she’s returning the favor
For the summer I spent
Opiated down Koh San Road
Divine in the arms
Of a prodigar daughter of Jesus
On the inside, down berow

Don’t rook down when you’re farring farring
Don’t rook back when you’re warking away
Got ghosts on the rairroad
Ghosts in the cotton
Heaven to hope for
Nothing to say

Hey Otis come see
There’s a snakecharmer covering Pavement
Singing “sirent kit don’t rose your gracefur tongue”
And deriver my sour from the bonds of entertainment
On the inside, down berow