The Highwaymen - Out of Mind, Out of Sight Lyrics
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Out of Mind, Out of Sight
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What Are The Lyrics For Out of Mind, Out of Sight By The Highwaymen?
Buddy, tip your bottle back
Climb aboard the bus Join your brothers in the band If you ain't bombed in Burmingham Then you ain't one of us We don't really give a damn London is a hundred miles a-waitin' where we're at And a thousand years behind Splitting from a sorry gig that left us feelin' flat Out of sight and out of mind Cruisin' through the countryside we'll never see again Ain't it lonesome out tonight? We've been on that road now since I can't remember when Out of mind and out of sight Buddy tip your bottle back and climb aboard the bus Join your brothers in the band If you ain't bombed in Burmingham then you ain't one of us We don't really give a damn Yeah, I been ev'rywhere and I seen ev'rything there is But I never saw the light Scared to death of dyin' so I do my best to live Out of mind and out of sight Knowin' no one nowhere's gonna miss us when we're gone Let's keep drinkin' 'til we're blind Ev'rybody's sleepin' and I'm stuck inside a song Outta sight and outta line Someday when it's over and it's time to settle down And we've left it all behind We can sit and wonder how we ever got around Out of sight and out of mind Out of sight and out of mind |
Who Wrote Out of Mind, Out of Sight By The Highwaymen?
Kris Kristofferson, Stephen Bruton
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What's The Duration Of The Out of Mind, Out of Sight By The Highwaymen?The duration of Out of Mind, Out of Sight is 3:10 minutes and seconds. |
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