Night wolves moan. Winter hills are black. I'm all alone. Sitting in the back. Of a long white Cadillac. . Train whistle cries. Lost on its own track.
Marie. Marie. . playing guitar on the back porch. I sit in my car. . While she sings so sad. . Marie. Marie.. Marie. Marie. . It''s so lonely in the farmlands.
Marie-Marie, playin' guitar on the back porch. I sit in my car. Oh, while she sings so sad, Marie-Marie. Marie-Marie, it's so lonely in these farmlands.
Marie, Marie. Playing guitar on the back porch. I sit in my car. While she seems so sad. Marie, Marie. . Marie, Marie. It's so lonely in these farmlands.
I think I cut myself. . Wanda met Duane in a local bar. Next to an industrial park. Duane didn't like the clothes that she wore. But she felt so good in the dark.
Cough syrup helps you relate to the dead. drink it down & swell up the brain in yer head. welcome to the state & crush what you believe. living the lies of the laws you concieve.
You call us hurt. And say we've gone bad. 'Cause we feel so good. When we're bein' bad. . We're high school hellcats, on our own. High school hellcats, almost grown.
I know, I've been foolin' myself too long. I'm never right but always wrong. Goodbye, baby, so long. . You know, you never. Let this thing catch on. You never let me be that strong.
I scored some speed in San Berdino. So me and baby could get a little bump. And now shes in that motel room. Puttin on a show for some chump. . Yeah, well, babys gotta make a livin.
Dave Alvin. (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music). . Well I'm leavin' this mornin' baby. Gonna ride that new highway. Yeah I'm leavin' this mornin' baby.
Dave Alvin. (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music). . Well my name is Charlie Thomas and I'm as good a man as you. And for the love of Mary Brown there's nothin' that I won't do.
Night wolves moan. The winter hills are black. I'm all alone. Sitting in the back. Of a long white Cadillac, yeah. . Train whistle cries. Lost on its own track.
Dave Alvin. (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music). . Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn. Will I ever see your face again?. Laurel Lynn, Laurel Lynn.
Well, I left my home and my one true love. East of the Ohio River. My father said we'd never wed. For I had me no gold nor silver. . But my darling dear, please shed no tears.
I hope this letter finds you. Wherever you may be. Cause I mailed some awhile back. And they were all returned to me. . Aint nothin I can tell you bout the hometown.
Standin barefoot in your kitchen door. Listenin to the soft evenin rain. Watchin you dryin off from your shower. You look at me like you dont know my name.
Blackjack David came a-ridin through the wood. Singin so loud and merry. His voice was a-ringin through the green, green fields. And he spied a fair-haired maiden.
Dave Alvin. (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music). . There's a greyhound bus. Leavin' the great Northwest. Takin' her tonight. Back down south to Texas.
I'm old enough to know the score. I'm yound enough to want more more more. There's a demon deep inside of me. Some times I let the old boy run free. Don't think twice when the sun goes down.
I know I've been foolin' myself too long. I'm never right but always wrong. Goodbye, baby, so long. . You know, you never let this thing catch on. You never let me be that strong.