Somewhere Between Ragged and Right
Ragged and Right: Embracing Life's Gray Zones with Waylon Jennings & John Anderson
Lyrics
We're all polyester poets and pickers of a kind
We are all individuals with a rough and unpolished artistic style, either as poets or musicians.
With far too many questions for the answers in our minds
We possess numerous uncertainties without sufficient answers in our thoughts.
Stranded in the middle but all is black and white
Feeling stuck or isolated in a situation where everything seems clear-cut and uncomplicated.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Existing in a state that lies between disorder and correctness.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Navigating through life with a blend of imperfection and correctness.
Like a bus load of taxi drivers learnin' how to fly
Similar to a group of inexperienced individuals attempting something challenging, like taxi drivers learning to fly a plane.
We're on automatic pilot driftin' through our lives
Operating on autopilot, passively moving through our lives without much direction.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Existing in a state that fluctuates between disorder and correctness.
We're a gang of drug store cowboys
A collective of individuals with a superficial cowboy image, adorned with silver spurs and leather vests.
With silver spurs and leather vests
Imitating the persona of a Casanova but within a country or rural context.
Hillbilly Casanovas, fastest guitars in the West
Characterized by a fast and skillful playing of guitars, embracing a western musical style.
We're trackin' down a system, spoilin' for a fight
Actively pursuing or challenging an established system, ready for confrontation.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Existing in a state between disorder and correctness while on a quest or mission.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Striking a balance between imperfection and correctness in our endeavors.
Like a bus load of taxi drivers learning how to fly
Similar to a group of inexperienced individuals attempting something challenging, like taxi drivers learning to fly a plane.
We're on automatic pilot, driftin' through our lives
Operating on autopilot, passively moving through our lives without much direction.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Existing in a state that fluctuates between disorder and correctness.
Somewhere between ragged and right
Continuing to navigate through life with a blend of imperfection and correctness.
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