Exile Lyrics

I'm going back to the valley

The desert from where I was born

I'm going back to the valley

The desert from where I was born

If I can make it back on mountain time

I'm gonna lock all the doors

Ain't never leaving the county lines

I stayed lit too long

Baby now I'm all burned out

I stayed lit too long

Baby now I'm all burned out

But If you like em all busted and broke

A cautionary tale and a joke

That's what I'm all about

You can call me the west Texas exile

Call it the final retreat

I'm out here trying to out run my fate

While I still got my boots on my feet

If I had a soul

I would have sold it a long time ago

If I had a soul

I would have sold it a long time ago 

Hey devil, where's that dotted line

Gladly claim what's mine

A bottle of scotch and some Marlboros

That's all I'm worth

You can call me the West Texas Exile

Call it the final retreat

I'm out here trying to out run my fate

While I still got my boots on my feet

You placed your bet

You folded up

Go on home kid

You're outta luck

You placed your bet

You folded up

Go on home kid

You're outta luck

Didn't anybody tell you

This ain't no fuckin game

You can call me the West Texas Exile

Call it the final retreat

I'm out here trying to outrun my fate

I'm out here trying to outrun my fate

I'm out here trying to outrun my fate

While I still got my boots on my feet