Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Jolene’ by Addison Agen. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Addison Agen or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes in the early morning rain
Lately my hands they don’t feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust, I’m blind
Held you in my arms one time
Lost you just the same
Jolene
Oh, I ain’t about to go straight
It’s too late
Oh, I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair
Blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Oh, I still don’t know what love means
Oh, I still don’t know what love means
Jolene
Ah, la, la, la, la, la
Jolene
Been so long since I seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
I’ve been living out of this here suitcase for way too long
When he needs something, he can hold onto
A nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene
Oh, I ain’t about to go straight
It’s too late
Oh, I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair
Blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Oh, I still don’t know what love means
Oh, I still don’t know what love means, yeah
I still don’t know what love means
Jolene, yeah
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Jolene, yeah
Jolene