song profile

I met a girl
down in New Orleans
she took me in 
Gave me a place to sleep

I didn't know or care
how she looked or felt
but i remember my hair 
and the way that it smelled

The man i know
who lives there now
he's picked me up
and we've fallen down

he taught me how to drink
and furrow my brow
and we would laugh at ourselves
and man would it be loud

Another friend
who shares his name
has two wolves 
that he keeps in a cage

and he lets the right one out
depending on how
much hell he wants to raise
in this tiny little town

They call me out
when i hold my breath
on the things i said
against the things that i meant
 
They tell me that I
was rarely ever right
but I've been drunk for days
not to mention nights

but above all
I love them dear
they understand
my foolish fears

We shave off a few years
over cigarettes and beers
and we believe some little lies 
about the women we've held near.