Evan Bliss The Southern Gentleman Taking a long weekend with a couple of good friends Just driving south with the windows down Stay off the highways so traffic's less busy We can take our time And finally unwind Hit the ocean by morning Drinks before evening Just wasting life But it feels alright Places where my memory can follow me I need a “here and now” and not a “then and there” And a big dose of “I don't care” Situations where the best of it is all there is A tiny little piece becomes all you really need Or maybe I'm already there “We really shouldn't drive,” I thought for a minute But half a second later the tires were spinning Completely off the road, mister telephone pole All I could think about was, “I wanna be home,” I said, “We should stop at the next campsite” But we didn't have a clue to where we were that night I folded my hands I knew that this was it We flipped three times, ended up in a ditch Someone please save me I'm so damn sorry Can anybody hear me? Are you all okay? Can you all hear me? Is there anyone out there? Lying on my back with both my legs broke A figure emerged through all the dirt and the smoke He came to me first and said some reassuring words I think that I smiled because they made me feel good I guess he was a doctor that lived on the farm With the telephone pole and a ditch, now a car He brought along some tools and stopped the bleeding first He saved us that night, Which made me feel worse I said “it was our fault, we were stupid and dumb” He saw a broken bottle Smelled the whiskey on my tongue I said, “I can't repay you” He just smiled at me And then he sat and waited till the ambulance came He rode with us to the hospital Quiet but content, he never said a word He just looked at me and Held my hand Mirror lyrics: Held my hand He just looked at me and Quiet but content, he never said a word He rode with us to the hospital And then he sat and waited till the ambulance came He just smiled at me I said, “I can't repay you” Smelled the whiskey on my tongue He saw a broken bottle I said “it was our fault, we were stupid and dumb” Which made me feel worse He saved us that night, He brought along some tools and stopped the bleeding first With the telephone pole and a ditch, now a car I guess he was a doctor that lived on the farm I think that I smiled because they made me feel good He came to me first and said some reassuring words A figure emerged through all the dirt and the smoke Lying on my back with both my legs broke Is there anyone out there? Can you all hear me? Are you all okay? Can anybody hear me? I'm so damn sorry Someone please save me We flipped three times, ended up in a ditch I knew that this was it I folded my hands But we didn't have a clue to where we were that night I said, “We should stop at the next campsite” All I could think about was, “I wanna be home,” Completely off the road, mister telephone pole But half a second later the tires were spinning “We really shouldn't drive,” I thought for a minute Or maybe I'm already there A tiny little piece becomes all you really need Situations where the best of it is all there is And a big dose of “I don't care” I need a “here and now” and not a “then and there” Places where my memory can follow me But it feels alright Just wasting life Drinks before evening Hit the ocean by morning And finally unwind We can take our time Stay off the highways so traffic's less busy Just driving south with the windows down Taking a long weekend with a couple of good friends Relevant Tags: TThe SSouthern GGentleman he outhern entleman hTe oSuthern eGntleman fhe zouthern hentleman fThe zSouthern hGentleman Tfhe Szouthern Ghentleman 5he wouthern yentleman 5The wSouthern yGentleman T5he Swouthern Gyentleman hhe douthern bentleman hThe dSouthern bGentleman Thhe Sdouthern Gbentleman yhe eouthern ventleman yThe eSouthern vGentleman Tyhe Seouthern Gventleman 6he xouthern fentleman 6The xSouthern fGentleman T6he Sxouthern Gfentleman ghe aouthern tentleman gThe aSouthern tGentleman Tghe Saouthern Gtentleman rhe Soouthern Geentleman rThe Suthern Gntleman Trhe Suothern Gnetleman Skuthern Gsntleman Te Skouthern Gsentleman Teh Sokuthern Gesntleman Tje S9uthern G3ntleman Tjhe S9outhern G3entleman Thje So9uthern Ge3ntleman Tue S0uthern Gfntleman Tuhe S0outhern Thue So0uthern Gefntleman Tne Sluthern Grntleman Tnhe Slouthern Grentleman Thne Soluthern Gerntleman Tbe Siuthern G4ntleman Tbhe Siouthern G4entleman Thbe Soiuthern Ge4ntleman Tge Souuthern Gdntleman Sothern Gdentleman Thge Sotuhern Gedntleman Tye Sohthern Gwntleman Sohuthern Gwentleman Thye Souhthern Gewntleman Thee So7thern Genntleman Th So7uthern Getleman The Sou7thern Getnleman Ths Sokthern Gemtleman Thse Gemntleman Thes Soukthern Genmtleman Th3 Soithern Gehtleman Th3e Gehntleman The3 Souithern Genhtleman Thf So8thern Gejtleman Thfe So8uthern Gejntleman Thef Sou8thern Genjtleman Thr Sojthern Gebtleman Thre Sojuthern Gebntleman Ther Soujthern Genbtleman Th4 Soythern Genttleman Th4e Soyuthern Genleman The4 Souythern Genlteman Thd Soutthern Genfleman Thde Souhern Genftleman Thed Souhtern Gentfleman Thw Soufhern Gen5leman Thwe Soufthern Gen5tleman Thew Soutfhern Gent5leman Sou5hern Genhleman Sou5thern Sout5hern Genthleman Souhhern Genyleman Genytleman Southhern Gentyleman Souyhern Gen6leman Gen6tleman Soutyhern Gent6leman Sou6hern Gengleman Sou6thern Gengtleman Sout6hern Gentgleman Soughern Genrleman

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