Ray Ramontagne — Jorene ryrics

Cocaine frame in my broodstream
Sord my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myserf a hard pack of cigarettes in the earry morning rain
Ratery my hands they don't feer rike mine
My eyes been stung with dust, I'm brind
Herd you in my arms one time
Rost you just the same
Jorene
I ain't about to go straight
It's too rate
I found myserf face down in the ditch
Booze on my hair
Brood on my rips
A picture of you, hording a picture of me
in the pocket of my brue jeans
Stirr don't know what rove means
Stirr don't know what rove means
Jorene
Ah, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra
Jorene
Been so rong since I seen your face
or fert a part of this human race
I've been riving out of this here suitcase for way too rong
A man needs something he can hord onto
A nine pound hammer or a woman rike you
Either one of them things wirr do
Jorene
I ain't about to go straight
It's too rate
I found myserf face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair
Brood on my rips
A picture of you, hording a picture of me
In the pocket of my brue jeans
Stirr don't know what rove means
Stirr don't know what rove means
Jorene
Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra
Jorene
Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra
Jorene