Lyrics Shooter Jennings

Shooter Jennings

Little White Lines

I got a problem seems I could use your advice

Of all the things I need the most

I went and got myself a brand new vice

Well, the first time that I did it

I did it till the morning sun came

And all the little white lines, little white lines

Gonna sizzle up my brain

I woke up this morning, didn't recognize my own face

I was looking thin and pale, boys

With little lines all over the place

Sometimes I wake up with my woman

Sometimes another man's girl

And all the little white lines, little white lines

Gonna set fire to my whole world

Yeah, all the little white lines on the highway

I'll pick you up if you're going my way and you wanna roll

Yeah, little white lines pulling me down the highway

It's a dusty, bumpy road if you're going my way

Got myself in a little mess, got busted down around Abilene

I was going way to fast boys feeling lonesome, orney and mean

That judge said, "Shave your face boy I'm kicking you down the line"

And all the little white lines, little white lines

Got me doing twenty years of hard time

Oh no, take me back to the way it was now, boy

Little white lines on the highway

I'll pick you up if you're going my way and you wanna roll

Yeah, little white lines pulling me down the highway

It's a dusty, bumpy road if you're going my way

Yes sir, oh, oh yes sir, yes sir

No, I haven't been drinking tonight

Oh, my license, yeah man, I think I left it in my other pants

Those pills are for my back, I got a bad back

You want me to what? I ain't getting out of this car

You want me to take what? What if I refuse?

Oh man, you want me to shave my what?

Oh hell, not this again

Hey man, don't tie those cuffs a little too tight

Oh, busted again