Fifteen feet water gon' rise Fifteen feet my heart sink low Low down low, baby take my soul In this dirt lord I'll be sowed Butte La Rose, Butte La Rose Butte La Rose Butte La Rose Take this man And take him home Butte La Rose On my own The Sky opened up this morning And called me out by name Never gonna drown out the blood [?] And leave me with...Learn More

[Verse 1] And I prefer the company of thieves Over your blue blooded kind The junkies, the johns, and the whores That you run from and deny And I prefer the sound of a death Maybe its their smile that I adore [Chorus 1] What I do know Is that I want more [Verse 2] And I prefer the taste of good whiskey Over your Cadillac champagne And I prefer...Learn More