On Susan’s Floor

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Hank Williams Jr. - Country

On Susan’s Floor

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Lyrics

Like crippled ships that made it through the storms and finally reached a quiet shore The homeless found a home on Susan's floor I didn't feel so cold and tired stretched out before her fire Rolling smokes and drinking up her wine And I remember candle light and singing till we could not sing no more And falling warm asleep on Susan's floor Well now that my song is sweeter I think I'd like to greet her And thank her for the favors that she gave A stranger I came my head bowed in the rain to her door I sat and sang my songs on Susan's floor In the morning I'd go on buying kingdoms with my songs Knowing I'd be back in just a while warming in the sunlight of her smile Well lots of time and songs have passed I catch myself looking back Reliving all the wonder of those nights That's where I'd be today if I had only stay one night more And sang another song on Susan's floor Like crippled ships that made it through the storms and finally reached a quiet shore The homeless found a home on Susan's floor

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Writers
  • Toy Caldwell