Old Friend

Good morning heartache

You're like an old friend

Come and see me again

Look up you're in Cleveland again

A solid line that never ends

I've got stories you'll never believe

And I know it I wear it on my sleeve

There must be somethin' about you that I liked but

Right here in the rain you know it just don't seem right

I always go out I never hide but in Cleveland

I should have stayed inside

Testify my love for you

I know it runs deep through your body too

From the cold blacktop to the hot concrete

The old tan van it ain't so sweet

Somewhere in America in the city at night

We were far from home but you know it was gonna be alright

The unfortunate get prayed on by vultures eyes

86 cents in these pockets of mine

And you can take my money,

You can take my time,

But you can't take my heart it's in the city behind