2, 20153 viewers232.6K views Sleeping on the Blacktop Lyrics Sunshine beatin' on the good times Moonlight raisin' from the grave String band playing worn-out honky-tonks Pretty young thing goin' dancin' in the rain [Verse 2] High-heel lady spittin' at the nickajacks Businessman with a needle and a spoon Coyote chewin' on a cigarette Pack o' young boys goin' howlin' at the moon [Chorus] Hey darlin', sleepin' on the blacktop Hey darlin', runnin' through the trees, honey Hey darlin', leavin' for the next town Less'n my sense catches up with me [Verse 3] Three dead in a crash on the number 4 Two witnesses below and up high Not sure whose will be done You can call me a sinner for wonderin' why [Chorus] Hey darlin' sleeping on the blacktop Hey darlin', running through the trees, honey Hey darlin', leaving for the next town Less'n my sense catches up with me [Instrumental Break] [Verse 4] Corn liquor tastes sweeter in this town Could it be it's the same as the last
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