Paint The Town Beige Lyrics - Robert Earl Keen

I gave up the fast lane for a blacktop county road. 

Just burned out on all that talk about the mother lode 

I traded for a songbird and a bigger piece of sky. 

When I miss the good old days I can't imagine why. 

Still I get restless and drive into town 

I cruise once down Main street and turn back around. 

It's crazy but God knows I don't act my age 

Like an old desperado who paints the town beige. 

Down along the river and past the swimming hole 

You can find your piece of mind with just a fishin' pole. 

And you can walk the river for miles and miles on end 

And never stop believin' in that dream around the bend. 

Still I get restless and drive into town 

I cruise once down Main street and turn back around. 

It's crazy but God knows I don't act my age 

Like and old desperado who paints the town beige. 

Deep down in the winter time slows to a crawl. 

There's really nothin' much to do until the first spring thaw. 

It's then I get to thinkin' I must have gone insane. 

Old memories roll through my mind like a long slow railroad train.