Knives Of New Orleans Lyrics - Mr. Misunderstood - Eric Church

Yeah, I'd give this last wrinkled dollar 

In my pocket that I earned 

With a hammer and vice 

If I could undo some things 

And grow me some wings 

Fly out of this quarter tonight 

Yeah, tonight, every man with a TV 

Is seeing a man with my clothes and my face 

In the last thirty minutes 

I've gone from a person of interest 

To a full-blown manhunt underway 

I did what I did 

I have no regrets 

When you cross the line 

You get what you get 

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Tonight, a bleeding memory 

Is tomorrow's guilty vein 

Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall 

Screams across the Pontchartrain 

I'm haunted by headlights 

And a crescent city breeze 

One wrong turn on Bourbon 

Cuts like the knives of New Orleans 

I'm a ghost dodging bullets 

In all of these alleys 

Just looking for my getaway keys 

Wrapped up in the night 

Hiding out in plain sight 

But this grip's getting tight around me 

Ain't no getting out 

That I can see 

They'll take me dead 

If they ever take me 

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Tonight, a bleeding memory 

Is tomorrow's guilty vein 

Your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall 

Screams across the Pontchartrain 

I'm haunted by headlights 

And a crescent city breeze 

One wrong turn on Bourbon 

Cuts like the knives of New Orleans 

Of New Orleans 

What I wouldn't do 

For just one more kiss 

I'm all out of time 

Honey, it's come down to this 

I'm haunted by your hazel eyes 

And this crescent city breeze 

One wrong turn on Bourbon 

Cuts like the knives of New Orleans 

Of New Orleans 

I did what I did 

I did what I did 

I did what I did 

I did what I did