Deacon Ain't Dead Yet Lyrics - Singles - Jared Hart

You're afraid to trust the seasons 

And you're blinded by the treasons 

Will you wait, oh will you wait 

While the vultures pick your bones? 

Or will you finally send them home 

To the place they now belong? 

Shoplifter and her mister 

I get the feeling that you more than miss her 

Shoplifter and her mister 

I'm sure she's hoping you don't 

You're not sick and tired 

You're tired of taking shit 

You've got time on your side 

You better make it quick you know 

It's a long damn road to Nashville 

Got the world in a spyglass 

Still fly your flags at half mast 

Will you wait, oh will you wait 

'Til you're the last sad soul in sight? 

Will you push them all aside? 

Until you know you won't survive 

Shoplifter and her mister 

I get the feeling that you more than miss her 

Shoplifter and her mister 

I'm sure she's hoping you don't 

You're not sick and tired 

You're tired of taking shit 

You've got time on your side 

You better make it quick you know 

It's a long damn road to Nashville 

I got the feeling that we're dealing with broken men 

I get the feeling that she's kneeling in wet cement 

Shoplifter and her mister 

I get the feeling that you more than miss her 

Shoplifter and her mister 

I'm sure she's hoping you don't 

You're not sick and tired 

You're tired of taking shit 

You've got time on your side 

You better make it quick you know 

It's a long damn road to Nashville 

I got the feeling that we're dealing with broken men 

I get the feeling that she's kneeling in wet cement