[Lyric] Fist Full of Leather Acoustic Version (Kenny Feidler)

If pain was the name of the game you claim
And you break the chains, but still remain
You'd be the one to blame that fame
And wear it like a crown
But you pour out your life on paper instead
Pull the trigger to the pen when it's aimed at your head
Ain't the ink that you think, it's the blood that's bled
As you write your memories down

[Chorus]
Maybe I'm just a fist full of leather
A rowel full of mane and a bronc blood getter
But it comes a time when you're a mane linе setter
And a time whеn you let 'em down

Hooves pound the ground like a pulse in your veins
Like a shot of cocaine sent straight to the brain
'Til the best of you, the rest of you, it swirls down the drain
And you watch it all circle 'round
At night I think of circumstances
Worn out fights and second chances
Shot out lights and missed out dances
Keeps my head spinning 'round
[Chorus]
Maybe I'm just a fist full of leather
A rowel full of mane and a bronc blood getter
But it comes a time when you're a mane line setter
And a time when you let 'em down

In the end all I am is some dirt and the lust
One less friend, the rawhide and the rust
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
And the buzzer when it makes a sound

[Chorus]
Maybe I'm just a fist full of leather
A rowel full of mane and a bronc blood getter
But it comes a time when you're a mane line setter
And a time when you let 'em down

[Chorus]
Maybe I'm just a fist full of leather
A rowel full of mane and a bronc blood getter
There's comes a time when you're a mane line setter
And a time when you let 'em down