In spite of you, you like yourself. An' that's alright with me. It gets so lonesome fillin' space. An' someone must believe. . Erase them golden memories.
Ev'rybody's waiting for the sun to shine. Waiting on a springtime day. Waiting on tomorrow to unwrap their minds. Waiting till the sky's not grey. . Ev'rybody's sitting on a cornflake shelf.
Plane comes down on the old runway. Home again for a week I'll stay. Hanging out like I used to do. I hope to find some old friends I knew. . Hear the news in the honky tonk.
It's been a long time. Since we stood beside the water. The sun goin' down. Was burnin' peaceful and slow. . And the shadows of evening. Were creepin' around us.
It Sure Was Better Back Then - Steve Forbert. Live version - Folk Live from Mountain Stage. . (guitar Intro). . Working on the Georgia Line the live long day.
You've traveled so far, the wind in your face. You're thinking you've found the one special place. Where all your dreams will walk out in line. And follow the course you've made in your mind.
I cover ground and get around a lot these days. And I meet a lotta people too. An' if it takes a broken heart to know one, well. I'm seein' lotsa shades of blue, shades of blue.
I had a friend called Ramblin' Bob. He used to steal and gamble and rob. He thought he was the smartest man around. I found out last Monday. They locked him up on Sunday.
VERSE. I had a friend called Ramblin' Bob. He used to steal and gamble and rob. He thought he was the smartest man around. But I found out last Monday.
Who took your hand. When I had nothing to say?. Who brushed your tears away?. Who heard your cries?. When I had no time to spare?. Who came on wings that day?.
Pick me up, shake me out. And hang me on your line. I'm a fool for you. . I looked up, saw you smile. And then I saw your eyes. I'm in love with you. .
CHORUS. I will be there when your train comes In the station. #1. I will be there when your train comes around the bend. And I hope you'll be my final destination.
I know what I know,. I see what I see. And whatever will be and not be. Is not up to me;. I struggle and strain. Again and again. While the power that makes and breaks things.
I don't know what you're tryna do. I don't know what's on your mind. I can't see just what's come over you. Ooh, baby, won't you show me a sign?. . I don't know what you're tryna do.
Childhood often seemed a pain to me. So hard waiting to be grown. Childhood climbed up in a white oak tree. I blinked once and it was gone. . Airplane flyin' across a midnight sky.
VERSE. Oooh, I guess I knew it would happen eventually. But I was not prepared for the word. No, I was not prepared for the word. No, they didn't give me no warning 'fore they told me the news.
VERSE. Burnin' candles, watchin' shadows. Long hours melt away in spider town. Sultry ev'nings, whisperin' windows. I sit and listen to the rain come down.
Grand Central station, wheels and it deals. The crowds rush and scramble. Round past the new stands and out across the floors. And I did some singin', and I played guitar.
Good planets are hard to find. Temperate zones and tropic climes. True currents in thriving seas. Winds blowin' through breathing trees. Strong ozone and safe sunshine.
I can hear you sighin'. Sayin' you'll stay beside me. Why must it be. That you always creep. Into my dreams. . On the beach we're sitting. Huggin', squeezin', kissin'.