Charleston

I’m standing here in Richmond in the rain
She threw me out again
Cause I spent all my pay on booze
I can’t believe she had the nerve
I guess I got what I deserve
She was all that I had left to lose
And its cold here in Richmond tonight
And my car is pointed south on 95

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      I think I’ll go down to Charleston and get drunk on the battery
      Stroll up and down King Street and find myself a queen
      Take her down to the ocean and watch as the waves roll in
      Build a castle in the sand and never come home to you 


I’ll put on the radio and find some rock and roll
Where the night is all my own
No one to wonder where I’ve been
‘Bout the time I make north of Cheraw
She’ll be expecting me to call
Begging to let her man back in
But tonight, girl, you can sit there by the phone
Because tonight you know that I don’t think he’s coming home

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I’m standing here in Richmond in the rain
She threw me out again
‘Cause I spent all my pay on booze


(words and music by James Wilson)
copyright 2009 Joey S Arm Publishing