High Lonesome Lyrics - The '59 Sound - The Gaslight Anthem

So the ambulances came 

They took your pulse and packed up your things 

And the papers read 

Some boys forget what the heartache brings 

And the pounding in the street 

Was your heart in 4/4 time 

And the taste of defeat 

Was never too far from your mind 

And with a suitcase in her hand 

I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis 

And in my head there's all these classic cars and outlaw cowboy bands 

I always kinda sorta wished I was someone else 

So gravity came 

And stole the temple that the schoolboys praised 

And the crowd shuffled in 

You're getting drinks for the same boys who once bought you everything 

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And the powder on the bar was just this one time 

The patter on the bar was just this one night 

And only to get by 

And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand 

I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis 

And in my head there's all these classic cars and outlaw cowboy bands 

I always kinda sorta wished I was someone else 

There was ["Southern Accents"] on the radio as I drove home 

And 

It's a pretty good song, baby you know the rest 

Baby, you know the rest 

And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand 

Always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis 

And in my head there's all these classic cars and outlaw cowboy bands 

I always kinda sorta wished I was someone else 

Photos 

When our boots they hit the ground 

They made a high and lonesome sound 

When our boots they hit the ground 

They made a high and lonesome sound 

When our boots they hit the ground 

They made a high and lonesome sound 

When our boots they hit the ground 

Down from the clouds 

They made a high and lonesome sound