The Thirty Third Of August Waylon Jennings

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[Verse 1]
Today there's no salvation band's packed up and gone
I'm left standing with my penny in my hand
Down at railroad station a blind man sings his song
I think he sees things I don't understand

[Chorus]
It's the 33rd of August
And I'm finally touching down
Eight days from Sunday
Finds me Saturday bound

[Verse 2]
I stumbled through the darkness tumble to my knees
A thousand voices screaming in my brain
Wound up in a squad car busted down for vacancy
Outside my cell it's sure as hell looks just like rain

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I've put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain
Killed my violent nature with a smile
Let the demons danced and sang their songs within my fevered brain
Not all my God like thoughts were defiled