Verse 1 (D.C). Yeah Rock em' down GH. Rock em' down back from the dead always used to dream ahead. but the paint goin insane i did it black wit red stripes on.
Well, I don't look all that ragged. For all the time it's been. But I'm weakened underneath me. Where my frame is rusted thin. . And this year's state inspection.
Could be the one, could be tonight. A love that would feel so right. You look in his eyes, he pours the wine. They shine in the candlelight. . It's easy to laugh, easy to smile.
Oh, I know, I'm gonna tell you about. Eastern Mountain Appalachian Roadside Modern Art. . Well, I'm gonna drive to West Virginia. Buy myself a shack. Put my good car in the front yard.
Another Sunday. Another one way road away from home. I keep thinking one day. I'm going to wake up far from what I've known. There's a man he's going to cheat me if he can.
Sittin' on a riverboat havin' a party. Me and my Cajun Queen. She's turnin' twenty-one on the Mississippi river. Headin' down to New Orleans. . The year is 1894.
I see you dreaming by the ocean window. I hear you breathing like the waves upon the shore. The tide is turning on your time of sorrow. You will never be so lonesome any more.
The laws of reason tend to leave me cold. Ignore every season still I grow old and cold. I've continued my future by holding on to the past. And I blame my teachers for letting me run too fast.
Riding out into the night. You know why and where to go. She can't wait to roll you right. She called you up and told you so. . Feel the wind now as it cleans away your past.
Remind me of the old times. Just tell me stories about 'em. I did not forget your name. Beware me of makin' this mistake again!. . I live here in my grave.
na nuna na nu na nuna na. (huh). na nuna na nu na nuna. . you movin to fast, ya askin to much, you can't rush love love love love, we only just met, why ya gotta rush you, you can't rush love love love love love.
With a cloud above her head. Here comes Rainy Jane. If she stops you, man she'll bore you. With her sad refrain. It's the same old story. We've heard a thousand times before.
Beyond the hills. Beyond the plain of the valley. Beyond another rim. The horse and rider's seen. . I am the rider. And the horse is my time. Oh lady, lady wait for me.
Lightning spoke to the wind, "The devil's in me today, my friend. Do you see that old oak tree down yonder?. Blow like hell and bring down thunder. When your raging's through, I'll cut that oak in two".
We had some lonely times together. Maybe someday we will again. You know the blues don't last forever. So long, my rainy weather friend. I will write you from the seaside.
Moving away from. Trying to say something. That feels right. Innocent and clean. Far from reality. But close to me. . Your harshest words. Sinking in feel like.
Pretty little one, how has it all begun?. They're teaching you how to walk but you're already on the run. Little one, what you gonna do?. Little one, honey, it's all up to you.
Oh, people look around you. The signs are everywhere. You left it for somebody other than you. To be the one to care. . You're lost inside your houses.
Well I'm goin up the mountain where the water comes from glaciers blue.. Takin up my sweetheart gonna raise ourselves a brood.. Raise em up on honey from bees from buckwheat wine..
A perfect kind of love is what you want from me if I could I'd gladly give you more. But I'm so afarid I could never paint for you the pretty pictures you are searching for.