Plaid Coat Lyrics

Started out late In my Dirty Plaid Coat Watched my heel lift the dead satin dress from the ground One day I touched it with my hands and it scattered like scared birds By 3a.m. they were pidgeons with drinking problems and bad luck on God's front porch where the wind is dense with insects where the wind is dense with bugs Made of coffee and guitarsThe Gourds - Plaid Coat - http://motolyrics.com/the-gourds/plaid-coat-lyrics.html