New Madrid Lyrics - Singles - Uncle Tupelo

All my daydreams are disasters 

She's the one think I love 

Rivers burn then run backwards 

For her, that's enough 

They all come from New York City 

They woke me up at dawn 

She walked with me to the fountain 

She held onto my arm 

Come on, do what you did, roll me under New Madrid 

Shake my baby and please bring her back 

'Cause death won't even be still, caroms over the landfill 

Buries us all in its broken back 

There's a man of conviction 

And although he's getting old 

Mr. Browning has a prediction 

And we've all been told 

So come on back from New York City 

Roll your trucks in at dawn 

Walk with me to the fountain 

And hold onto my arm 

Come on, do what you did, roll me under New Madrid 

Shake my baby and please bring her back 

'Cause death won't even be still, caroms over the landfill 

Buries us all in its broken back