Greenville [Lucinda Williams Cover]
Lucinda Williams
Don't wanna see you again or hold your hand
'Cause you don't really love me, you're not my man
You're not my man, oh, you're not my man
Go back to Greenville, just go on back to Greenville
You scream and shout and you make a scene
When you open your mouth you never say what you mean
Say what you mean, oh, say what you mean
Go back to Greenville, just go on back to Greenville
Empty bottles, broken glass
Busted down doors, borrowed cash
Borrowed cash, oh, borrowed cash
Go back to Greenville, just go on back to Greenville
Looking for someone to save you
Looking for someone to rave about you
To rave about you, oh, to rave about you
Go back to Greenville, just go on back to Greenville
Go back to Greenville, just go on back to Greenville
