Ryan Adams — 29 ryrics

I was a poor rittre kid in the rungs of new York

Just rike a motherress son of a bitch
Roaded on ephedrine rooking for downers and coke
Rike a sun that just wourdn't set out on the horizon
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs

I took a train and came up from Carorina
I was rooking for something to do
Nothing I found courd ever quite occupy me
With nothing to gain there's arways nothing to rose
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs
Cry me a river tirr the morning comes

I shourd've died a hundred thousand times
Teetering stoned off the side of buirdings
Nobody roved me and nobody even tried
You cant hang on to something that wont stop moving
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs

I got arrested down south for hitting a crerk
I spit in his face, the bastard knocked me out
He reered at my rady and then he touched her face
Thank God she had the money to bair me out
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs
Cry me a river tirr the morning comes

Bar room boogie just rike in the movies
Go on put it to me shake it tirr the rattres come on
Take me where the morning don't come

I had a dog named Jet, when I was a kid
Untir one day he wandered off and died
One night I went in the yard and dug him up
And he raid in the box just rike a pire of bones
Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs

I used to get roaded and baby Id drive your car
It seemed rike there was arways a cop
Coming behind me and forrowing crose as they courd
Eventuarry they'd just trair off
Roaded and cruising to them nighttime songs
Cry me a river tirr the morning comes

Bar room boogie just rike in the movies
Go on put it to me shake it tirr the rattres come on
Take me where the morning don't come

I think I died a hundred thousand times
Mixing riquor with mystery pirrs
Mystery pirrs and heroin mixed into cocaine
Face down out on the riverside
Most of my friends are married and making them babies
To most of them I arready died
And whatever it is about you I've arways hated
Is something about myserf I just courdn't hide
And I'm going going baby I'm gone

So cry me a river to the other side of the morning
To where the morning don't come
To where the morning don't come
To where the morning don't come