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Dead Man's Curve - Brothers Osborne
Lyrics by：John Osborne/TJ Osborne/Lee Miller
Composed by：John Osborne/TJ Osborne/Lee Miller
Grandaddy called her princess
County fair called her queen
High school called her cum laude
Most likely to succeed
Her daddy's backwood crazy
She's got two six-foot-four brothers
You take one step onto that front porch
And you one crazy mother
Chase will leave you breathless
Every back road in this town
She'll love you like a Sunday drive
And she'll take your poor heart down
Dead man's curve dead man's curve
No redemption no return
Good God I'm either gonna crash or burn
Down dead man's curve
Dead man's curve dead man's curve
Country boys ain't never gonna learn
Nobody ever makes you do that turn
Dead man's curve dead man's curve oh
Every man's been tempted
Greater men have tried
At best you'll win up dinner
If you're lucky enough to survive
Now she's the finger that you're wrapped around
She's what every country song's about
She's the trouble that you're looking for
She's gonna take you down and leave you coming back for more
Dead man's curve dead man's curve
No redemption no return
Good God I'm either gonna crash or burn
Down dead man's curve
Dead man's curve dead man's curve
Country boys ain't never gonna learn
Nobody ever makes you do that turn
Dead man's curve dead man's curve
What you doing waddlin' up here
You a dead man
Yeah dead man's curve dead man's curve
No redemption no return
Nobody ever makes you do that turn
Dead man's curve
Dead man's curve dead man's curve
Country boys ain't never gonna learn
Nobody ever makes you do that turn
Dead man's curve dead man's curve
Dead man's curve
Oh
You're comin' in way too hot
You done hit the wrong turn boy
You're a dead man
Hahaha
