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Burned Cigarettes & Tiny Pink Feet 1 by Charlene

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Burned Cigarettes & Tiny Pink Feet 1 by Charlene - Outlaw Country,Male Vocals music cover art

Burned Cigarettes & Tiny Pink Feet 1

Outlaw Country,Male Vocals

0:003:36
Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Cab light's dim, the diesel's still hummin'
Clock on the dash says it's half past one
Alarm at four so I can chase the sun
Grease on my knuckles, my back's come undone
Crushed butt in the ashtray, smoke on my denim
Coffee-breath mornings where the dawn don't forgive 'em
I drive through the miles and the neon that bleeds
But I come home late to tiny pink feet
[Chorus]
Burned cigarettes and tiny pink feet
Coffee pot gurglin', dawn on repeat
Porch light swingin', truck bench cold and neat
That's the reason I keep on drivin' — tiny pink feet
[Verse 2]
Her hair's takin' silver at the kitchen light
She meets me at the doorway with a tired, warm smile
Boots in the hallway, shirt on the chair for a while
A lullaby whispers through a house I've been missin'
Salted diesel on my jacket, her laugh like a hymn
Tiny footprints pointin' where our mornings begin
Her hand finds mine, and the world makes more sense
Evened out by a little hand in the dark of the fence
[Chorus]
Burned cigarettes and tiny pink feet
Coffee pot gurglin', dawn on repeat
Porch light swingin', truck bench cold and neat
That's the reason I keep on drivin' — tiny pink feet
[Bridge]
I missed the first giggle when I was chasin' a score
Missed a midnight first step on some faraway floor
Regret's a hard coin, I keep it in my palm
But I promise the next one I'll be there to hold her calm
No paycheck's worth the hush when you ain't around to hear
So I swear on my boots, I'll make more time here
[Chorus - Final]
Burned cigarettes and tiny pink feet
Coffee pot gurglin', dawn on repeat
Grease on my knuckles, smoke on my jeans, bittersweet
That's the reason I keep on drivin' — tiny pink feet
[Outro]
Slide guitar cries, harmonica hums low and deep
Raspy words on the porch where the shadows sleep
I come home late but I come home true, you see
Burned cigarettes, early coffee, and the love that waits for me.
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