| | Tired Eyes Lyrics Artist(Band):Neil Young
Well he shot four men in a cocaine deal And he left them lyin' in an open field Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors. He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way. But they burned his brother, you know, And they left him lying in the driveway. They let him down with nothin'. He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Well tell me more, tell me more, tell me more I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser? He was a friend of yours. What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors? He tried to do his best but he could not. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. Please take my advice, please take my advice Please take my advice. Open up the tired eyes, Open up the tired eyes. If you find some error in Tired Eyes Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review about Tired Eyes tired eyes - nagging sense of a message in it | Reviewer: nilotic | 5/16/2007 This song haunts me. It's one of those songs I'd like to delete from my library because I'm rarely in the right mood for it.. ..but it's got class, strong lyrics, and haunts me. It might be a general call for folk to wake up and see beyond their prejudice. ...or perhaps not..I'd have to ask the author :-) Is this review helpful to you? Yes No Emotional and raw | Reviewer: Johnny | 9/26/2006 This song is incredible, raw, sad, emotional. Definitely check it out. Is this review helpful to you? Yes No Review the song Tired Eyes The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Neil Young" Music | |
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