Return Of The Grevious Angel Lyrics - Counting Crows

( Original by Gram Parsons) 

Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich 

and welcome me back to town 

Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlor 

and I'll show you how it all went down 

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels 

and a good saloon in every single town 

Oh, and I remember something you once told me 

and I'll be damned if it did not come true 

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down 

and they all lead me straight back home to you 

`Cause I headed west to grow up with the country 

Across those prairies with the waves of grain 

And I saw my devil, 

and I saw my deep blue sea 

And I thought about a calico bonnet from 

Cheyenne to Tennessee 

We flew straight across that river bridge, 

last night at half past two 

The switchman wave his lantern goodbye 

and so long as we went rolling through 

Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel 

And now I know just what I have to do 

And the man on the radio won't leave me alone 

He wants to take my money for something 

that I've never been shown 

And I saw my devil, 

and I saw my deep blue sea 

And I thought about a calico bonnet from 

Cheyenne to Tennessee 

The news I could bring I met up with the king 

On his head an amphetamine crown 

He talked about unbuckling that old Bible belt 

And lighted out for some desert town 

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels 

And a good saloon in every single town 

Oh, but I remembered something you once told me 

and I'll be damned if it did not come true 

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down 

and they all lead me straight back home to you 

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down 

And they all lead me straight back home to you