[Verse 1]
Cold-cocked in Potter County
Knocked out until they found me
On the pavement blood pooled all around
I got laid down like a rug
Man I don't know who it was
Must've just slipped off without a sound
Guess I'll go on back to rumors
Maybe some late bloomer
Saw me leavin', as they were comin' in
I'm smellin' like a feedlot
I know my eyes are bloodshot
But go on, you can tell me again
[Chorus]
It just might've been the wind
It just might've been the gin
It just might've been a cyclone siren
Cryin' on North Julian
[Verse 2]
Walking home in the rain
I see a trucker hydroplane
Layin' on his big rig horn
I could go jump in his way
And this could all just end today
I pray to God I will not be reborn
So what if I'm as empty
As the meetings mama sent me to
And the days when I tried to make a change
I'll never shake it off
I'll never lose the cough
I wonder what the hell got in my veins
[Chorus]
It just might've been the wind
It just might've been the gin
It just might've been a cyclone siren
Cryin' on North Julian
It just might've been the wind
(Might have been the wind)
It just might've been the gin
(Might have been the gin)
It just might've been a cyclone siren
Cryin' on North Julian
[Outro]
Cold-cocked in Potter County
Knocked out until they found me
On the pavement blood pooled all around
I got laid down like a rug
I don't know who it was
Must've just slipped off without a sound
