Down to the Well Lyrics

Mud colored dogs guarding shot gun shacks,
Red door on the green Cadillac
Hot wind blowing smoke through graveyard streets
A face I recognize staring back through me
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
Work that ground til I done got sore,
Aint going back down to the well
Played that dive twenty some odd years
Through the faith and the whiskey, you face your fears
I remember the night you broke down to the core,
You threw a black Stratocaster through a plate glass door
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
Aint going back down to the well
Aint going down to the well no more, Believe I had my fill
Gonna Work that ground til I done got sore
Aint going back down to the well
See that woman in the corner, brother she knows
Every inch of my body, every mile of my soul
We used to shake em on down to the blazing day
Whats she doing at night watching me that way
Aint going down to the well no more, believe I had my fill
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
Aint going back down to the well
Aint going down to the well no more, believe I had my fill
Gonna work that ground til I done got sore,
Aint going back down to the well
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