Lyrics The Walkabouts

The Walkabouts

Cold Eye

painted so many towns

painted them up and down

down to the broken ground

pointed the last one, for now

soon I will stow away

into the cool nightshade

watching fireworks fly

in the reservation sky

found only hell to pay

draggin' these bones all day

sun-up to cocktail time

dragged 'em till I was blind

the field full of also-rans

stealin' my used up plans

all of my friends were there

They couldn't believe I cared

when I put my cold eye to it X2

and I couldn't say no

luck is the thing I make

luck is the thing you break

after it all went wrong

before I was good as gone

deep in the beggin' bowl

I found some scraps to take

drank from your poison jar

found I was wide awake

when I, put my cold eye to it X2

and I never said no, no I

never said no

when I, put my cold eye to it X2

Yes, I put my cold eye to it

and I never said no, no I

never said no