Steve Conte - Busload of Hope lyrics

Sinners and prayers on a jitney Gamblers try to soothe their raw deal Kissed their kids for the weekend And here they come to spin the wheel Moustache-d, lipstick-ed Frannie She'll be s**ing up the free drinks at Trump Going through twentys like water But she don't feel a thing when she's drunk They're on a – Busload O' Hope Swinging on a star from the hangman's rope Busload O' Hope - Gimme the luck, gimme the dope, yeah- Shaking hands with one arm bandits Winking back at one eyed jacks Suicide kings got a reason Oh baby, just stay in the black Hit me! (solo) It's a - Busload O' Hope Swing on a star from the hangman's rope Busload O' Hope -Gimme the luck, gimme the dope, yeah- Shattered that American daydream Afternoon moanin' in bed Swallowed the hook, line and sinker Working man needs the bread Slipping on that second mortgage Livin' on credit and debt Oh thank heaven - for chapter eleven Or should ya make just one more bet? Get on the – Busload O' Hope Sure, you're gonna clean up, in hot water and soap Busload O' Hope You got the dream and just enough rope – yeah!