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The Weary Kind (From "Crazy Heart") - Ryan Bingham



     
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Your heart's on the loose<br /> You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose<br /> And this ain't no place for the weary kindYou called all your shots<br /> Shooting eight ball at the corner truck stop<br /> Somehow this don't feel like home anymoreAnd this ain't no place for the weary kind<br /> And this ain't no place to lose your mind<br /> This ain't no place to fall behind<br /> Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more tryYour body aches<br /> Playing your guitar, sweating out the hate<br /> The days and the nights all feel the sameWhiskey has been a thorn in your side<br /> It doesn't forget<br /> The highway that calls for your heart insideAnd this ain't no place for the weary kind<br /> This ain't no place to lose your mind<br /> This ain't no place to fall behind<br /> Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more tryYour lover's warm kiss<br /> It's too damn far from your fingertips<br /> You are the man that ruined her worldYour heart's on the loose<br /> You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose<br /> This ain't no place for the weary kind<br /> <br /> Songwriters<br /> BINGHAM, RYAN/BURNETT, T-BONEPublished by<br /> Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLCLyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>

The Weary Kind (From "Crazy Heart") Lyrics


Your heart's on the loose
You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose
And this ain't no place for the weary kindYou called all your shots
Shooting eight ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don't feel like home anymoreAnd this ain't no place for the weary kind
And this ain't no place to lose your mind
This ain't no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more tryYour body aches
Playing your guitar, sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the sameWhiskey has been a thorn in your side
It doesn't forget
The highway that calls for your heart insideAnd this ain't no place for the weary kind
This ain't no place to lose your mind
This ain't no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more tryYour lover's warm kiss
It's too damn far from your fingertips
You are the man that ruined her worldYour heart's on the loose
You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose

This ain't no place for the weary kind
Songwriters
BINGHAM, RYAN/BURNETT, T-BONEPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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George Ryan Bingham (born March 31, 1981 in Hobbs, New Mexico) is an American folk rock/Americana singer/songwriter. In addition to his solo albums, Bingham recorded two albums as Ryan Bingham & The Dead Horses. Bingham dropped out of school at 17 and was introduced to rodeo bull riding. He learned the emotional aspect of pain early in life, when shuttling between small towns and family members in the hardscrabble ranching communities of West Texas and Hobbs, New Mexico -- and became well-acquainted with the physical facets of pain during his years on the Southwestern rodeo circuit.

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