By Todd Snider find I got this old black leather jacket, I got this pack of Marlboro reds I got this stash here in my pocket, I got these thoughts in my own head I got to run until I got to walk or until I've got to crawl This moment that I'm in right now and nothin else at all Chorus And the television blizzard lights we looked around his place We found him cold there on the sofa a little smile across his face And though I tried with all of my sadness somehow, I just a could not weep For (allcountrytabs.com)