Lyrics Shooter Jennings

Shooter Jennings

Living In A Minor Key

Portland was hot in the wintertime

In the rain, in the tears that pour down my face

Oh, I wish you were here, I wish I still drank beer

I'd have one for every year that I've fallen from grace

Then I'll make you all laugh with a joke and a smile

And sing you some songs 'bout the years I went wild

Though my heartache might hide behind a sweet melody

I'm living in a minor key

I'm living in a minor key

I still got a little swagger in my step

And I still think Hank Williams is as good as it gets

And when I was younger, I had a hunger

And I'd chase the thunder into the storm of regrets

And I'll make you all laugh with a joke and a smile

And sing you some songs 'bout the times I was wild

Though my heartache might hide behind a sweet melody

Oh, I'm living in a minor key

I'm living in a minor key