Magazine Blues Lyrics – The Hill Country Devil

Magazine Blues Lyrics by The Hill Country Devil

My baby lights a cigarette
Walking through the riverbed
Complaining how she don’t want her hair wet
And I’m flipping through some magazine

Looking at all them pretty things
And wonder why it is we never met
And she’s calling out to me, my friend
She’s calling out to me again

And I hear that name like a conviction
But I stay, oh I stay
I always stay
And I’m restless, weary, all a mess

She’s flauntin’ in her new sundress
And telling me I’m worth the way I look
And I’m flipping through that magazine
Looking at all them pretty things

Just regrettin’ all the chances I never took
And she’s calling out to me, my friend
She’s calling out to me again
And I hear that name like a conviction

But I stay, oh I stay
I always stay
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The Hill Country Devil Lyrics – Magazine Blues

The Hill Country Devil

Magazine Blues