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 The weary kind  Ryan Bingham
 
 Your  on the loose
 You rolled them  with nothing lose
  this ain’t no place for the weary kind
 
  called all your shots
 Shooting 8 ball at the corner  stop
 Somehow  don’t feel like home anymore
 
 And  ain’t no place for the weary kind
 And this  no place to lose your mind
 And this ain’t no place to  behind
 Pick up your crazy heart  give it one more try
 
 Your body aches…
 Playing your guitar and  out the hate
 The days and the nights all feel  same
 
 Whiskey has been  thorn in your side
 and it doesn’t 
 the highway that calls for your  inside
 
 And this ain’t no place for the weary 
 And this  no place to lose your mind
 And this ain’t no place  fall behind
 Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more 
 
 Your lovers  kiss…
 It’s too damn far  your fingertips
 You are the man that  her world
 
 Your heart’s  the loose
  rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
 And this ain’t no place for the  kind