Drinking a Familiar ale. As I listen to a tale. Of a friendship that was won and lost. A long time ago. And I just can't pretend. That it doesn't hurt at all.
I gotta get somethin' done today. Give a accomplishment a shot. Might not have a full talent to use. But I'm gonna paint with the colors I got. . But then your hopes and not deals you embrace.
These two boots of mine have brought me a long way. Through rain and sunshine, Through badlands and better days. Well I've seen a thousand faces, and I'll see a thousand more.
Well, I'm walking on the floor. Hanging right round the door. Hoping you will come through. Wanting you to, sweat on my brow. . I'm no saint, nothing left but a bad excuse.
I'm comin' home, baby now. I'm comin' home now, right away. I'm comin' home, baby now. I'm sorry now I ever went away. Every night and day, I'm gone stay.
Here I am. I'm in a gaseous haze. Ten lanes and tall boys. Going both ways. El dorado riding on the fringe. Aztec princess take revenge. This ain't my style, this ain't my home.
Don't worry about your boy. He's just stuck in a bad boy phase. Got a new tattoo and an old guitar. Gonna hit the streets and make his own way. . Tear it up, tear it up.
Standing in line marking time. Waiting for the welfare dime. 'Cause they can't buy a job. The man in the silk suit hurries by. As he catches the poor ladies' eyes.
Sometimes I lead, sometimes I follow. This time I'll go where she wants me to go. She said, "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow. Go deep in the woods down the low valley road".
Sometimes I get lucky most times I come up short. Got to pull up the lines got to move around the bend. They say its a dying breed and they say its going to disappear.
Parking lot's full, the crowd's here. All to see and hear the food and beverage seer. Bumpin' time, everyone side to side. Left allemand and do-pah-so time.
What's the long face. What's all the crying for. Didn't you expect it?. When you opened your door. . To the man with the long coat. And the long list of victims.
Down in the southwest Virginia town of Richlands. I fell in love with an Appalachian girl. She lived in a long line of little row houses. On the side of an old strip mining hill.
The rain held back again. Haven't felt a drop since you went away. Outside of town, the hills are brown. I guess way out there you'd call 'em golden. Lines outside the welfare store.
Four walls I built one winter, she came to share my name. For years we lived as lovers on the open plains. And far off the heat wave shimmers, pipelines and the gasoline.
Walking on the sidewalk, roundball under my arm. Everybody knows how you play is who you are. Walking down the road, looking for a game or two. The real moves come through, no matter what they're gonna do.
Someone's dancing on the table. Someone's got an old book in the back. Some old jocks sitting 'round their neighbors. Exaggerating their stats again. .
It's a hazy winter's day. And I'm staring out on the southland. In the twilight distance on the bay. My mind sees you running through the marshland. All these years I've been waiting for you.
I'm gonna buy a big red truck. Then a rabbit's foot for real good luck. Gonna get me some plastic gunga dins. And I'll buy a big house to put em all in.
Remember when the days were long. And rolled beneath a deep blue sky. Didn't have a care in the world. With mommy and daddy standin' by. But "happily ever after" fails.