Lyrics Hiss Golden Messenger – Hard Promises

Well he came to town on Sunday
Better beg a dance for us
But chase my hand into the wind
Of an unusual rainbow chorus

I found myself in the yard
And the song grew ever louder
Yeah, the arm of thee, there’ll come a storm
And the houses shouldn’t rapture

Oh, I’ve been back
I’ve been wasted
Gettin’ hard promises made, promises made
Your promises made, whoa

Oh, I left home on a Monday
And I bet the sun is shining
Now I’m changin’ horses every mile
Yes, I run ’em till they cry

Oh, the other night by the road
Baby got some new thing
But I lost the key to my own heart
In my hometown they don’t know me

I’ve been down
Well, I better wake up
Been some hard promises made, promises made
Promises made, whoa