Yellow Dog Song Lyrics - Beneath The Velvet Sun - Shawn Mullins

There is a young man 

Driving an old man's car 

Down the Pennsylvania Turnpike 

Where the treetops meet the stars 

There is a warm wind 

Blowin' down the lost highway 

And he don't know where he's goin' 

It don't matter anyway 

'Cause the dreams pass through his mind 

Like the years, he'll never find 

There is an old man 

Night shift at the Stop-N-Go 

He reads his dirty magazines 

And mops the bathroom floor 

He's lived a hard life 

He lost a digit in the war 

He keeps one hand on the shotgun 

And both feet on the floor 

And the old dreams fill his head 

When he lays down in his bed 

(Sometimes that's all you got left) 

There is a pretty girl 

Walking a yellow dog 

Right down DeKalb Avenue 

Where the Marta meets the fog 

There is a wild wind 

Blowin' down the old railway 

And I wonder she's goin' 

She walks by every day 

Yeah, I wonder where she's goin'