Somewhere Between Ragged and Right
Navigating Life's Gray Areas with John Anderson and Waylon Jennings
Lyrics
We're all polyester poets and pickers of a kind
We, as individuals, are like poets and musicians with synthetic qualities.
With far too many questions for the answers in our minds
We have many unanswered questions, creating a sense of uncertainty in our minds.
Stranded in the middle but all is black and white
We feel stuck in the middle of a situation where everything seems clear-cut.
Somewhere between ragged and right
We find ourselves in a state between disorder and correctness.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Reiteration of the state of being between disorder and correctness.
Like a bus load of taxi drivers learnin' how to fly
Comparing our situation to a group of inexperienced individuals attempting something challenging.
We're on automatic pilot driftin' through our lives
We navigate life on autopilot, lacking a clear direction.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Reiteration of being in a state between disorder and correctness.
We're a gang of drug store cowboys
Describing ourselves as a group of insincere cowboys with flashy accessories.
With silver spurs and leather vests
Further details about the appearance of the group as drug store cowboys.
Hillbilly Casanovas, fastest guitars in the West
Referring to the group as hillbilly Casanovas with fast guitars.
We're trackin' down a system, spoilin' for a fight
We are challenging the existing system and seeking conflict.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Reiteration of being in a state between disorder and correctness.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Repeating the idea of existing between disorder and correctness.
Like a bus load of taxi drivers learning how to fly
Comparing our journey to a group of inexperienced individuals attempting something challenging.
We're on automatic pilot, driftin' through our lives
We continue to navigate life on autopilot, lacking a clear direction.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Reiteration of being in a state between disorder and correctness.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Concluding with the idea of existing between disorder and correctness.
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