15 Years in a 10 Year Town - Ward Davis, Jim "Moose" Brown

I’m running out of places to hide

I’m running out of money to buy

Smoke and Jack and Coke to fix my nerves

I’m running out of lessons to learn

I’m all out of bridges to burn

I’m starting to think

I’m getting what I deserve

15 years in a 10 year town

Chasing a dream I’ve never found

Guitar slinging, singing the Blues

Living on crumbs

Running on fumes

It’s cold and old and lonely as it sounds

15 years in a 10 year town

I’m running out of friends I can call

By now, they’ve heard it all

For too damn long I’ve told them I’m breaking in

Now I’m all out of reasons to stay

But I’m afraid if I run away

No one will ever hear these songs again

15 years in a 10 year town

Chasing a dream I’ve never found

Guitar slinging, singing the Blues

Living on crumbs

Running on fumes

It’s cold and old and lonely as it sounds

15 years in a 10 year town

In a 10 year town

15 years in a 10 year town

Too many people I can’t let down

Guitar slinging, singing the Blues

Is bound to pay off anytime soon

It’s cold and old and lonely as it sounds

15 years in a 10 year town