Story Behind The Song
At the time I was writing a lot of autobiographical songs, so I wanted to go the other way and just make up something totally fictitious.
Song Description
Here's a song I wrote and produced back in the late Paleolithic Era. It's an Outlaw Country-Rock tune about a guy in the wrong place at the wrong time, accused of a crime. He decides that, as long as he's accused of the crime...
| Song Length |
2:28 |
Genre |
Country - Rock, Country - Cowboy |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Troubled, Restless |
Subject |
Crime, Theft, Doom |
| Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan, Alabama |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Cops on my trail keep me movin' endlessly
I jumped the bail, I decided to flee
They would've sent me up until the end of time
When I ain't the guy who committed the crime
I tried to tell them - I tried to explain
I tried to tell them - that I had been framed
I tried to tell them - but they needed someone to blame
The temperature it was a hundred and five
And I was feelin' more dead than alive
I stopped in that desert town, just for a drink
And the whole thing happened, quicker than a wink
Before I knew it, before I could guess
Before I knew it, I was under arrest
Before I knew it, they were after me to confess
Now I'm pushin' on thru the desert in the night
And I can't sleep until I set a few things right
I got a shotgun that's in my backseat
And there's a job that I got to complete
And When It's Over, and I've made my amends
When It's Over, I won't have to pretend
Cuz When It's Over, I'll be just what they think I am