Suitcase of Scars
Cowboy in a Suit
“Everything I own… fits in the dark.
One shirt, one tie… and a suitcase of scars.”
I don’t carry gold, don’t carry names,
Just a battered case and a trail of flames.
Every town I leave takes a piece of me,
But I keep on walking, that’s how I’m free.
Suitcase of scars,
Packed heavier than steel.
Suitcase of scars,
Every cut’s a deal.
I don’t hide who I am,
I just carry my scars like a gentleman can.
Photographs fade, but the wounds stay loud,
Whiskey makes friends, but never proud.
I don’t beg for love, I don’t pray for grace,
I just keep my past in a leather case.
Suitcase of scars,
Packed heavier than steel.
Suitcase of scars,
Every cut’s a deal.
I don’t hide who I am,
I just carry my scars like a gentleman can.
“You can steal my gold,
You can burn my name.
But you can’t take the marks…
they’re mine to claim.”
Suitcase of scars,
Packed heavier than steel.
Suitcase of scars,
Every cut’s a deal.
I don’t run, I don’t damn,
I just carry my scars like a gentleman can.
Suitcase of Scars
By Cowboy in a Suit · Blues
From the album The Gentleman’s Code
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Lyrics
“Everything I own… fits in the dark. One shirt, one tie… and a suitcase of scars.”
I don’t carry gold, don’t carry names, Just a battered case and a trail of flames. Every town I leave takes a piece of me, But I keep on walking, that’s how I’m free.
Suitcase of scars, Packed heavier than steel. Suitcase of scars, Every cut’s a deal. I don’t hide who I am, I just carry my scars like a gentleman can.
Photographs fade, but the wounds stay loud, Whiskey makes friends, but never proud. I don’t beg for love, I don’t pray for grace, I just keep my past in a leather case.
Suitcase of scars, Packed heavier than steel. Suitcase of scars, Every cut’s a deal. I don’t hide who I am, I just carry my scars like a gentleman can.
“You can steal my gold, You can burn my name. But you can’t take the marks… they’re mine to claim.”
Suitcase of scars, Packed heavier than steel. Suitcase of scars, Every cut’s a deal. I don’t run, I don’t damn, I just carry my scars like a gentleman can.
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