Letra de Ballad of 1892

[Verse 1]
Laid up in the house full of hookers and wine
My baby's in the back done committin' a crime
Bedtime's ahead and good times behind
Ain't no rest for a good-lovin' mind
[Verse 2]
Locked up in the pen, laid up in the cell
The preacher wanna tell me that he knows about hell
Never had a job, ain't never had a home
He don't know what it's like to be all alone
[Chorus]
My baby gets high
Walkin' the line
My baby gets high
[Verse 3]
Twenty pages in I couldn't read any more
This woman's singin' things I nеver heard beforе
Like I can't afford to fall, can't afford to slip
Pain to the love and the love to the whip
[Chorus]
My baby gets high
Walkin' the line
My baby gets high
[Verse 4]
Laid up in the house full of hookers and wine
My baby's in the back done committin' a crime
Bedtime's ahead and good times behind
Ain't no rest for a good-lovin' mind
[Chorus]
My baby gets high
Walkin' the line
My baby gets high
[Chorus]
My baby gets high
Walkin' the line
My baby gets high
Walkin' the line
My baby gets high