The Wolf - Shooter Jennings

Buyin' a pack of Winston Lights

At the news stand and five and dime

I caught a borrowed glance at the problems of the world

Everything either too high or low

Am I country enough or too rock-n-roll

And God bless poor Anna Nicole

Can’t find no shelter from the storm that’s coming on

Yeah stick together, or just die like the other dogs

I just can’t weather this feeling like I don’t belong

In the midst of helter skelter, I just can’t find no shelter for The Wolf

Oh, no no

I keep on writing my songs to sing, along this two bit smoke parade

I never wanted the money, and I never wanted fame

Like everyone else who rides my name

Who’s poised to push right me in front of that train

And make out like pirates, while I sink in the rain

Can’t find no shelter from the storm that’s coming on

Yeah stick together, or just die like the other dogs

I can’t weather this feeling like I don’t belong

Oh, the midst of helter skelter, I just can’t find no shelter for The Wolf

Ohhh, no no nooo

No, na no, na no, na no, na no, na no, no

I just can’t find no shelter for The Wolf

Oh, no shelter, from the storm that’s coming on

Yeah stick together, or just die like the other dogs

Oh, I just can’t weather, this feeling like I don’t belong

Oh, the midst of helter skelter, I just can’t find no shelter

Oh, the midst of helter skelter, I just can’t find no shelter for The Wolf