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Deep Satin
by Zach Bryan
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Walking 'round town in a place I've never been
In deep, deep Manhattan
I recall it all, your dress and how it falls
You rollin' in deep satin
Won't you call a cab, mister, won't you pay my tab?
There's some boys on the curb haymakin'
And I ain't been home in three years or so
And everyone I know now's mistaken
Frauds as friends, starts as ends
Big lights is actual love
But you in Manhattan rolling in deep satin
Was a painful and wonderful drug
Well, I've been coming down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights when you hear the rain
Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Devil," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be?
'Cause if that's the case, then that's just what I'll be
There's love when I'm leavin', there's laughter this evenin'
I'll set out runnin' alone
If I get around out in this place tonight
I'll gladly take myself home
So won't you call a cab, misses, won't you pay my tab?
I heard life was a windin' road
There's no hounds or child around
But the devil follows where I go
Well, I've been comin' down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights, when you hear the rain
Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Devil," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be?
If that's the case, then that's just what I'll be
I've been comin' down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights, when you hear the rain
There a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Devil," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be?
'Cause if that's the case, then that's just what I'll be
Walking 'round town in a place I've never been
In deep, deep Manhattan
I recall it all, your dress and how it falls
You rollin' in deep satin
Won't you call a cab, mister, won't you pay my tab?
There's some boys on the curb haymakin'
And I ain't been home in three years or so
And everyone I know now's mistaken
Frauds as friends, starts as ends
Big lights is actual love
But you in Manhattan rolling in deep satin
Was a painful and wonderful drug
Well, I've been coming down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights when you hear the rain
Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Devil," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be?
'Cause if that's the case, then that's just what I'll be
There's love when I'm leavin', there's laughter this evenin'
I'll set out runnin' alone
If I get around out in this place tonight
I'll gladly take myself home
So won't you call a cab, misses, won't you pay my tab?
I heard life was a windin' road
There's no hounds or child around
But the devil follows where I go
Well, I've been comin' down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights, when you hear the rain
Is there a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Devil," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be?
If that's the case, then that's just what I'll be
I've been comin' down on a Greyhound
That is westbound to the sea
When you see the lights, when you hear the rain
There a chance you're thinkin' of me?
Is that song stuck in your head?
"Friend of the Devil," by the Dead
Or is that just what your friends want me to be?
'Cause if that's the case, then that's just what I'll be
