the weary kind

Your heart's on the looseYou rolled them sevens with nothing to loseAnd this ain't no place for the weary kind
You called all your shotsShooting eight ball at the corner truck stopSomehow this don't feel like home anymore
And this ain't no place for the weary kindAnd this ain't no place to lose your mindThis ain't no place to fall behindPick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your body achesPlaying your guitar, sweating out the hateThe days and the nights all feel the same
Whiskey has been a thorn in your sideIt doesn't forgetThe highway that calls for your heart inside
And this ain't no place for the weary kindThis ain't no place to lose your mindThis ain't no place to fall behindPick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your lovers won't kissIt's too damn far from your fingertipsYou are the man that ruined her world
Your heart's on the looseYou rolled them sevens with nothing to loseAnd this ain't no place for the weary kind