Lost in the Congo - Doyle Bramhall

Every thing’s all right by me

The life I’m livings one I want to lead

You can knock me down and watch me bleed

But you sure can’t make me not believe

That right here’s where I’m suppose to be

And I’ve had mine handed on a silver platter

Watched others get their and stood in the shadows

Kissed it away a thousand times

Go get yours 'cause baby I’ve had mine

Had mine handed on a silver platter

Even though I’m lost in the Congo

All alone a million miles from home

In the dark of night down a dead end road

It’s all right here no matter where I go

I’m lost in the Congo

Sure sometimes I find myself

Having trouble dealing with what’s been dealt

But it’s through these toughest trials and tests

When against all odds I got to place my bets

Even though I’m lost in the Congo

All alone a million miles from home

In the dark of night down a dead end road

It’s all right here no matter where I go

I’m lost in the Congo

'Cause I got something deep down inside

That keeps me steady on the roughest rides

I don’t have to run i don’t have to hide

I’ll look you right straight in the eye

'Cause down inside I’m satisfied

Even though I’m lost in the Congo

All alone a million miles from home

In the dark of night down a dead end road

It’s all right here no matter where I go

I’m lost in the Congo

Lost in the congo

Lost in the congo

Even though I’m lost in the Congo