Steady Black Crows

Early Texas mornin’
Kitchen stove warms the coffee pot
Faded pictures carpet the floor
Heart feels like a vacant lot
Sad drunken memories and one fine woman
Took my aim and let the hammer drop

Empty bottles and broken vows
All that Heaven allows

Stumblin’ out the door
Blurry vision and telephone lines
Steady black crows callin’ for me
Someday I’ll have to pay all those fines
But not today and not like this
Starin’ straight east with the sun in my eyes

Empty bottles and broken vows
All that heaven allows

Never bothered to understand it, baby
But we can’t be two of a kind if it’s just me
And standing here this morning that’s all I see
Besides those steady black crows callin’ out for me