Shooter Jennings Tangled Up Roses Lyrics

Looks like The King and ‘Cilla

got a little too drunk last night

And we came in and it turned in

to a Hank and Audrey fight

You fixed my face up good

and I broke everything in sight

And as we coasted out on fumes

in raised the light

When you slipped your little hand in mine

And it’s them lady like things

that make me go insane

That turn me right around

I fall in love with you again

I wouldn’t crave the golden days

without the cold blue rain

Like beauty spiked with pain

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

We’ve grown around each other

right from the very start

And the thorns that sting our side

assure we won’t be torn apart

And when our coldest winter seems

that it will never pass

You usher in the summer wind

with a singing of your laugh

You put your little hand in mine

And it’s them lady like things

that make me go insane

That turn me right around

I fall in love with you again

I wouldn’t crave the golden days

without the cold blue rain

Like beauty spiked with pain

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Your legs wind up around my heart

Like life imitating art

Two lovers strike poses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Oh, like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses

Like tangled up roses