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Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
You called all your shots
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don’t feel like home anymore
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your body aches…
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the same
Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
and it doesn’t forget
the highway that calls for your heart inside
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your lovers won’t kiss…
It’s too damn far from your fingertips
You are the man that ruined her world
Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
You called all your shots
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don’t feel like home anymore
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your body aches…
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the same
Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
and it doesn’t forget
the highway that calls for your heart inside
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your lovers won’t kiss…
It’s too damn far from your fingertips
You are the man that ruined her world
Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
Lyrics submitted by rockisgroovy
Track duration: 04:18
"The Weary Kind" as written by Ryan/burnett Bingham
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BUG MUSIC
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This song really sings to me back when I was depressed myself, feeling really down like the man in the song. The singer talks about the man's loss of hope, living life the same way one after the other after losing and ruining life and love with a woman. He spends his days as if he has nothing to lose, hanging out at the truck stop or bar, lamenting by singing songs and remembering his loss. Alcohol doesn't help him as much in forgetting than in reminding him about having to move on.
The singer encourages him to move on, saying that the world isn't a place for weak-hearted people, and the place he's in (maybe a bar or truck stop) isn't the place to die or be depressed. In some ways, this song reminds me of the Eagles' Desperado song, also about the singer asking a wanderer to come home.
A depressing song, but beautifully written and sung, and it gives some kind of hope to the listener. It did to me too; I relate a lot to the man in the song, and I'm glad to have this song to accompany me in late night drinking sessions.
"Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate" - It's a great line and perfect for the movie!
It fits the movie perfectly if you've seen Crazy Heart.
I can't really relate to the lyrics, which are probably about redemption after living selfishly and foolishly.
The "rolling thunderstorm" that is the drums gives me the shivers a little bit.