Jolene
Cocaine flame in my bloodstreamSold my coat when I hit SpokaneBought myself a hard pack of cigarettes in the early morning rainLately my hands they don't feel like mineMy eyes been stung with dust, I'm blindHeld you in my arms one timeLost you just the same
JoleneI ain't about to go straightIt's too lateI found myself face down in the ditchBooze on my hairBlood on my lipsA picture of you, holding a picture of mein the pocket of my blue jeansStill don't know what love meansStill don't know what love meansJoleneAh, La, La, La, La, LaJolene
Been so long since I seen your faceor felt a part of this human raceI've been living out of this here suitcase for way too longA man needs something he can hold ontoA nine pound hammer or a woman like youEither one of them things will do
JoleneI ain't about to go straightIt's too lateI found myself face down in the ditchBooze in my hairBlood on my lipsA picture of you, holding a picture of meIn the pocket of my blue jeansStill don't know what love meansStill don't know what love meansJoleneLa, La, La, La, La, La, LaJoleneLa, La, La, La, La, La, LaJolene