Storm Cussin' - Black Pistol Fire

Throw me down a line

I been sinkin' with a risin' tide

Away my brittle bones

To the side of a rollin' stone

Caught me in a lie

Dont know if its wrong or if its right, bye

Help is on the way

Don’t know if I can be saved

Old enough to know

Forever might be too long

Don’t talk me down

No use for givin' one more try, try

Good for nothin', but you got me all Storm Cussin', Cussin'

Good for nothin', but you got me all storm cussin', cussin'

Hard times, time to show ya the door

Yours are not to keep (?)

Spend my last days pullin' teeth

Knowing what you told (?)

Your worth your weight in gold

Lay me down to die

In the hour of the wolf I heard you cry, cry (?)

Good for nothin', but you got me all storm cussin, cussin

Good for nothin', but you got me all storm cussin, cussin

Hard times, time to show ya the door

Hard times, what you waitin' for

Hard times, time to settle the score

Hard times, time to show you the door