Oh I ain't the violent type
But the next time I see that man
Gonna hit him square between the eyes
Hope he never sees again
Oh I ain't the jealous type
But help me to ease my mind
Where she goes I do not know
That low-down gal of mine
Let the cold winds chill my skin
If she calls on me don't let her in
This town has grown as dark as sin
Heart kept safe by ribs of tin
Oh I ain't the hopeless type
But I don't smile much anymore
Worries and doubts and fears rule my mind
Until I don't know what I'm doing this for
Chorus
You know I always spoke the truth
But that don't seem to matter much to you
You were never in love as far as I could tell
So darlin', darlin' fare the well
Chorus
credits
from Ealadha,
released January 27, 2014
Townhouse Woods: Vocals
Kip Freeman: Vocals
Produced by Townhouse Woods
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