StraightUp's video: Bo Steele - Whiskey Ain t No Rest For the Wicked

"Whiskey" Whiskey, won't you come and take my troubles 'Cause I can't seem to do it on my own. In the morning there is hours and infinity The starlit evening's come to take me home. I ain't got a dime in my pocket And I just stepped on my last cigarette But there's a bar downtown that'll give me credit A home away from home, away I went. Tomorrow there's a train to Carolina Tomorrow that's where I'm gonna go Feel the warm sunshine on my shoulders And live my days a free and easy soul. My home is with the hills and trees around me My ceiling holds the moon and stars above So I'll never be a lonely man a'walking I'll never live one day without love. So whiskey, won't you come and take my troubles 'Cause I can't seem to do it on my own. In the morning there is hours and infinity The starlit evening's come to take me home The starlit evening's come to take me home. "Ain't No Rest For The Wicked" I was walkin' down the street When out the corner of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approaching me She said, "I never seen a man Who looked so all alone Oh could you use a little company? And if you pay the right price Your evening will be nice And you can go and send me on my way." I said, "You're such a sweet young thing Why you do this to yourself?" She looked at me and this is what she said [Chorus:] Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked Money don't grow on trees I got bills to pay I got mouths to feed And ain't nothing in this world for free No I can't slow down I can't hold back Though you know I wish I could No there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good Not even 15 minutes later I'm still walkin' down the street When I saw the shadow of a man creep out of sight And then he swept up from behind He put a gun up to my head He made it clear he wasn't lookin' for a fight He said give me all you got I want your money not your life But if you try to make a move I won't think twice I told him you can have my cash But first you know I gotta ask What made you wanna live this kind of life? He said [Chorus] Well now a couple hours passed And I was sitting in my house The day was winding down and coming to an end So I turned to the TV And flipped it over to the news And what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend I saw a preacher man in cuffs He'd taken money from the church He'd stuff his bank account with righteous dollar bills But even still I can't say much Because I know we're all the same Oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills [Chorus:] You know there ain't no rest for the wicked Money don't grow on trees We got bills to pay We got mouths to feed And ain't nothing in this world for free No we can't slow down We can't hold back Though you know we wish we could No there ain't no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good