One More Night In Beckley

Tell me baby, who do you trust I'll tell you, ain't no use, causing a fuss Faucet's leaking, starting to rust Countertop & dresser's, covered in dust Sit here waiting for my eyes to adjust Oh, that it's one more night in Beckley Pack your bags up, look to the West Morning's coming soon, and you need the rest Summer's hot, I must confess The type that you feel deep down inside your chest I cop out & get put to the test Oh, that it's one more night in Beckley There's a place back home that's calling my name On the run, that is my, claim to fame Appalachian, stuck in a frame Heading back now to from where we came Went by fast & ain't it a shame Oh, that it's one more night in Beckley Went by fast & ain't it a shame Oh, that it's one more night in Beckley Went by fast & ain't it a shame Oh, that it's one more night in Beckley One more night One more night One more night One more night in Beckley