- Votes:
- Composer:
- Michael Pratt
 
- Tags:
- alt country
- americana
- country gothic
- favourites
- southern gothic
 
- See also:
Jim White - Borrowed Wings lyrics
That night we drank wine from the crazy well
 Shot a shotgun out the window of our automobile
 We was young, we was wild and we sure had our fun
 Until the sheriff caught up with us and we tried to run
 Now we return to earth on borrowed wings
 Lifted from the shoulders of sweet dreaming angels
 Now the world beyond the world we never will reach
 'Cause you can't get to heaven on no borrowed wings
 Now Lucinda here she once ran a fine beauty parlor
 Till her boyfriend got twenty years for robbing them liquor stores
 She took some pills in a motel room a mile from his prison cell
 Then she sank like a stone to the blue bottom of the swimming pool
 Now she returns to earth on borrowed wings
 Lifted from the shoulders of sweet dreaming angelsJim White - Borrowed Wings - http://motolyrics.com/jim-white/borrowed-wings-lyrics.html
 Now the world beyond the world she never will reach
 'Cause you can't get to heaven on no, borrowed wings
 Between a rock called heaven and a hard place called home
 We wander the shadows so restless and lonesome
 For in the fallow field where what's reaped is what's sown there
 Lies a road to ruin and it's paved with our tombstones
 So, if you catch my reflection in a sheet of summer rain
 Pray tell do remain silent for fear
 You'll awaken them beautiful owners of the wings that we bear for fear
 They'll reclaim them and send us back there
 For we return to earth on borrowed wings
 Lifted from the shoulders of sweet dreaming angels
 Now the world beyond the world we never will reach
 'Cause you can't get to heaven on no, no borrowed wings
















