Story Behind The Song

I was with a mean woman for a time only a few years back. and in that time i wrote too many songs that favored her... So that being said, this was my final blow toward an even scorecard and an actual, honest ode to her memory... May she rest in perpetual discontent. -Crawford Hurst

Lyrics

Days are long,
Nights are cold,
and I can see myself getting old,
Without you,
Cause without you,
I'm nothing more,
Than dirty clothes and empty drawers,
but I survived long before,
I found you,

So don't pretend,
To be concerned,
Cause if there's just one thing that I have learned, About you,
It's that you can't put your pride aside,
Long enough to enjoy the ride,
But I'll get by,
For all my life,
Without you,

Cause without you,
I'm nothing but,
a beat up truck an an old beer gut,
I'm an old guitar that needs new strings,
I'm an unshaven face,
I don't need too many things,
I got the scars to prove,
That i can make it through,
Ohh as long as I'm without you.
ohh as long as I'm without you.(Repeat)


© 8/27/2009
Copyrighted: Nick Coleman/Crawford Hurst