Oh Misery Songtext
von Odetta Hartman

What do you care when you will fall?
There′s blood on my gun, I was the first to draw
And how can you think you're above the law?
Flick of my wrist and your back′s against the wall

Well, I left my baby in my hometown
Had to try before I drowned in my misery
My misery
Oh, misery, my misery


Well, I can't hear you when you drawl
The tip of my tongue, well, it says it all
Quit movin' towards me, I know you′re tryin′ to stall
Pulled off my hips, it's your shot to call

Well, I left my baby in my hometown
Buried six feet under the ground
Oh, my misery, misery
Oh, misery, my misery

Went out to the desert′s unholy ground
Packed my pistol full of seven rounds
Put the shaft to my lips and I gave it a kiss
And I balled my fist and I put myself
Down
I put myself down, down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down