Volume I: Saginaw Sweetheart
Different Life

Now you come from
a different life than I
but I know how to deal
without getting high
cause chemicals will smile
and offer up their hand
they'll take away your pain
and take you to the Promised Land

But Love ain't something
you can run from
there's nowhere
you can ever hope to hide

It's not a game for winners
it's not a game for losers
it's not a game

Now I am running with the Devil
we're in a foot-race
to see who claims your soul
now I want to offer you all of my love
but the Devil wants to put you
in his Hell-hole

But Love ain't something
you can count on
in the sense that
it's a concept you can't pin down
You can't rope it in with a promise
cause it lives all around every town

Quillan Roe: Guitar, Vocal
Mike Brady: Arch-top
Jeff Tranberry: Bass
Dan Gerber: Washboard

Words and Music ©1996 Accident Clearinghouse