| San Antone | |
| Author: | Ryan Adams |
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Official Appearance: |
N/A |
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Unofficial Appearance: |
Strangers Almanac Promo -- Whiskeytown |
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Played Live: |
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| Lyrics: | In old San Antone |
| Salt is to plains to old desert rows | |
| To die in the arms of some memory | |
| To learn how to breathe easy | |
| And the Gulf of the Mexican sea | |
| Medicates me | |
| Don't know how to feel | |
| How can I say I steal? | |
| Want to lie in the arms of Texas tonight | |
| Abandoned by things that posses me | |
| And kept me away from the leaning | |
| The longest sides of the tracks | |
| That lead down, down, down to your heart | |
| Well steel sky | |
| Refinery lights, on through the darkness | |
| Surrounds us tonight | |
| You shun away demons, never shall lie | |
| You shun all the demons from angels | |
| Do you expect | |
| There's only kind | |
| ?????????????? | |
| In old San Antone | |
| Salt is to plains to old desert rows | |
| To die in the arms of some memory | |
| To learn how to breathe easy | |
| And the Gulf of a Mexican sea | |
| Medicates me | |
| I don't know how to feel | |
| How can I say I steal? | |
| Want to lie in the arms of Texas | |
| In the arms of Texas, tonight | |
| In old San Antone |
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