Pilgrims Lyrics - Widespread Panic

Black cat crossed our path on little fog feet 

There's crows flying beside my window 

We left superstition on the roadside a few cities ago 

They spent our souls, maybe, but they didn't take our smiles 

We listen, we shake, the radio 

There's a sweet corn princess smiling through the words on the glass 

Remember we stopped for tamales last time? 

But now the lights from the town are fading with radio 

There's another song playing, and we can hear it in the wind outside 

We listen, Pilgrims 

We shake, to the radio 

We listen, to the radio 

Little black kitty crossed our path wearing little fog feet 

And the crows they're just drifters through my window 

The late night city's lights are growing sharper 

And I hear another song, I see it pouring from the look in your eyes 

We listen, 

We shake, to the radio 

Pilgrims, we listen, we shake, to the radio, the radio