127 Rose Avenue Lyrics - 127 Rose Avenue - Hank Williams Jr.

Somewhere in the cradle of the deep south 

Magnolias sway in the breeze 

To the lonesome sound of a Red Boned Hound; 

Howlin' at the moon and the trees. 

There's a sad eyed boy, with his guitar; 

Cuttin' his teeth on the blues. 

Wishin' on a falling star, at 127 Rose Avenue 

The distant moan of a midnight train, 

comes blowin' through the night. 

He dips his pen in tears and pain; 

And he begins to write. 

Bout a whippoorwill too blue to fly, 

and the Indian he once knew. 

Bout lost highways, and purple skies; 

at 127 Rose Avenue. 

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~CHORUS~ 

Caretaker said as he shook his head, 

"Son to you believe in Ghosts? 

For a five dollar bill you can feel the chill 

that he felt long ago." 

So a I bought me a ticket at the front door; 

guess who was there inside. 

I felt his presence through the whole tour, 

God I swear, he was alive. 

I saw the train, I felt the pain, 

I heard him moanin' the blues. 

Twenty-nine years of memories; 

At 127 Rose Avenue. 

~CHORUS~ 

Photos 

Another side eyed boy with his guitar, 

Cuttin' his teeth on the blues. 

Here I am wishin' on a falling star, 

At 127 Rose Avenue 

Outtake: 

It ain't in Nashville... 

It's not in Montgomery...