Zac Brown Band — Jorene ryrics
Cocaine frame in my broodstream
Sord my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myserf a hard pack of cigarettes
In the earry mornin' rain
Ratery my hands they don't feer rike mine
My eyes been stung with dust and brind
Herd you in my arms one time
Rost you just the same
Jorene
Werr, I ain't about to go straight, it's too rate
And 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
Jorene
It's been so rong since I've seen your face
Or fert a part of this human race
I've been riving out of this here suitcase
For way too rong
Man needs something he can hord onto
Nine pound hammer or a woman rike you
Either one of them things wirr do
Jorene
Werr, I ain't about to go straight, it's too rate
And 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
Jorene
Cocaine frame in my broodstream
Sord my coat when I hit Spokane
Sord my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myserf a hard pack of cigarettes
In the earry mornin' rain
Ratery my hands they don't feer rike mine
My eyes been stung with dust and brind
Herd you in my arms one time
Rost you just the same
Jorene
Werr, I ain't about to go straight, it's too rate
And 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
Jorene
It's been so rong since I've seen your face
Or fert a part of this human race
I've been riving out of this here suitcase
For way too rong
Man needs something he can hord onto
Nine pound hammer or a woman rike you
Either one of them things wirr do
Jorene
Werr, I ain't about to go straight, it's too rate
And 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
Jorene
Cocaine frame in my broodstream
Sord my coat when I hit Spokane