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I wanted to fly. I wanted to soar
I needed to find out what was outside that locked door
I wanted to run. I had to be free
Love was the lock, the leash, the load that weighed heavy
on me
Daddy and I never saw eye to eye
He said “Black.” I said “Why?”
He said “Low.” I said “High.”
He said “Stay” and I said “Good bye.”
‘Cause
I wanted to fly. I wanted to soar
I needed to find out what was outside that locked door
I wanted to run. I had to be free. His
Love was the lock, the leash, the load that weighed heavy
on me
Sometimes we get old and never get wise
I saw anger in Daddy’s eyes
I never saw love. I never saw pride
And it stayed that way till the day that he died
Then one night, in a dream, Daddy said to me
I knew you could fly. I knew you could soar
You already had the key to unlock that door
I knew you could run. You were already free
Love was your heart, your soul, your wings. You didn’t
need me
Love was your heart, your soul, your wings
You never needed me
Up on a bar stool, drinking a cold brew,
Watching the girls down below
Swimsuits and tank tops, bright summer dresses
Dancing along with the show
Sun-tinted long hair and slim sun-tanned arms
Moving in time gracefully
Then I spied the girl in the black leather coat
And she smiled right up at me
Black leather coat, black leather coat
There's something about a black leather coat
Pretty girls dancing but I wanted more
Then the black leather coat hit the floor
It seemed years later, we’re up in my room
I got a lump in my throat
When she smiled and asked, "Is this what you want?"
Then took off the black leather coat
Oh, black leather coat, black leather coat
There's something about a black leather coat
Yeah I loved her face but I wanted more
Then the black leather coat hit the floor
Legs that appealed to me
Now were revealed to me
What was concealed was
Much more than I dreamed would be
Dreams for the future, dreams from my past
Dreams that would all end that day
The last thing I saw was the black leather coat
When she turned and walked away
Black leather coat, black leather coat
There's something about a black leather coat
That’s when she said, “Leave ‘em still wanting
more”
Then the black leather coat hit the door
Yeah, she said that she leaves them still wanting more
Then the black leather coat hit the door
Last night a coyote howled in the meadow
And a train whistle echoed down the hill
There was a rustling in the leaves that stirred up my memories
They played me that old traveling song
And I wished that I was already gone
This morning geese flew low past my window
The were winging their way to the south
They did not have much to say but they pointed out the way
They showed me that deep snow won’t be long
And I wished that I was already gone
I don’t want to spend another winter without end
Here in this northern prairie town
It’s warm down Tucson Way. I think I’ll head on
out today
Next year maybe, I’ll be back around
Next year I’ll be back around
There’s a tear in your eye as you watch me
Stuff my clothes in a dirty duffle bag
There’s a fire in your kiss that I know I’m gonna
miss
But this rambler’s got to keep moving on
And I wish that I was already gone
Yeah, this old boy’s got to keep moving on
And I wish that I was already gone
She watches his truck roll in
Counts the days till it rolls back out
They can go for a week maybe if they don't speak
Of those things they fight about
Maybe this time he'll help with the babies
Maybe this time he'll paint their room
Maybe he will recall that the light in the hall
Has been broken since early last June
He knows it isn't a motel
It isn't a roadside cafe
He just can't get up, leave a buck by the cup
Turn his back and drive away
She got caught between starlight and sunshine
Woke up in the cold light of day
She dreamed of the life she'd have as his wife
She can't make it turn out that way
Maybe this time he'll help with the children
Maybe this time he'll fix the fence
Maybe he will recall he broke the light in the hall
It’s been hanging like that ever since
She watches his truck roll in
Counts the days till it rolls back out
They can go for a week maybe if they don't speak
Of those things they fight about
All those things they fight about
All those things they fight about
Life can get you down, drive your dreams into the ground
And make you feel you will never try again
When no one is there for you, showing that they care for you
To help you climb that hill that seems so steep
I'll Hold You Close until you fall asleep
Friends can break your heart, tear your fragile world apart
And make you feel that you're alone without a prayer
When your friends have left you blue and you need somebody
who
Will wipe away your tears each time you weep
I'll Hold You Close until you fall asleep
Some kind words, a gentle touch, these simple things can
mean so much
Like a candle in the dark to light your way
To help you heal your soul, turn two halves into a whole
And turn that long and lonely night back into day
When years have drifted on and the children grown and gone,
And you feel that life is empty and too short
Still I will be there for you, showing that I care for you
Living that one vow I swore I'd keep
I'll Hold You Close until you fall asleep
Justino plays for tourists, right outside a noisy bar
Hear the heartbeat of his fingers on the strings of his guitar
And from his lower lip, hangs a pencil-thin cigar
But his eyes move when he watches Dorothea
Dor'thea walks the shabby streets, her eyes always cast down
Nimble fingers snatch up any lost coins on the ground
Magician-like she stashes the treasure she has found
She stops and stares at red shoes in a window
One cold and dreary Tuesday when the sky hung like a rag
Dor'thea sidled up the street clutching a tattered bag
She ducked inside a shoe store with her dreams on a price
tag
And walked out in triumphant new red shoes
Oh those red shoes, those magic red shoes
In them she was pretty, in them she could dance
Justino's music moved her, took her by the hand
And romanced her when she wore red shoes
Justino plays his street guitar but his fingers, they move
slow
The run-down streets of the old town aren't where the tourists
go
And love, it is a mystery that he will never know
But his eyes move when he watches Dorothea
Dor'thea's hair is silver now. The urchins call her crone
Locked up in her old-maid's room she spends her nights alone
And the scuffed and broken red shoes? They will never take
her home
Not even if she clicks her heels three times
But those red shoes, those magic red shoes
In them she was pretty, in them she could dance
Justino's music moved her, took her by the hand
And romanced her when she wore red shoes
Justino's music moved her, took her by the hand
And romanced her when she wore red shoes
Romanced her When she She wore red shoes
Just an old truck-stop in the middle of nowhere
That gray weathered place called the State Line Cafe
Stop in for some coffee, a burger, or French fries
The next place to stop is an hour away
Built in the twenties, survived the depression
Pouring coffee for truckers on that lonesome blacktop
Dave bought the place to be out of the city
Cooking hash browns and chicken for the people who stop
Then crews widened the highway. They took out the curve
Engineers said it was safer that way
Now the trucks don't have access so they keep on rolling
On up to Wyoming past the State Line Cafe
Past that old truck-stop in the middle of nowhere
That gray weathered place called the State Line Cafe
Stop in for some coffee, a burger, or French fries
The next place to stop is an hour away
Jackie served the last breakfast three eggs over easy
One piece of bacon, three slices of toast
Then they threw out their dreams with the leftover coffee
Where they're headed, nobody knows
Left that old truck-stop in the middle of nowhere
That gray weathered place called the State Line Cafe
You can’t stop for coffee, no burger, no French fries
Jackie and Dave closed the State Line today
A hot wind blew ‘cross the prairie, a whiff of smoke
in the air
The cattle were restless and wary. The night riders better
take care
We lost Little Joe and three ponies down a dry wash early
that day
When a wall of water came sudden, and swept Big Ed’s
best pal away
The campfire was glowing, the cattle were lowing
I was weary right down to my soul
One lonely rider watched our campfire
Go down to its last burning coal
Go down to its last burning coal
Big Ed pulled duty as night hawk. I offered to stand watch
instead
He said the horses would keep him from thinking ‘bout
Joe being dead
I bedded down away from the others. My buckskin was grazing
near by
I listened to him softly breathing as I watched the firelight
die
The campfire was glowing, the cattle were lowing
I was weary right down to my soul
One lonely rider watched our campfire
Go down to its last burning coal
Go down to its last burning coal
Well I woke to a shout in the darkness. You know the cattle,
they were starting to run
The top hands all scrambled for horses. All of them bolted
but one
So I jumped to the back of my buckskin. You know, there’s
one thing that I’ve learned
And that’s if I could catch up to the leaders then somehow
the heard could be turned
Well a lone rider came out of nowhere, his catch rope stiff
in his hand
An angel sent down from heaven, he turned that whole demon
band
Well, slowly they circled each other, then stopped and then
stood deathly still
I couldn’t find sign of that rider. I reckon that I,
I never will
The campfire’s glowing, the cattle are lowing
I am weary right down to my soul
One lonely rider watched our campfire
Go down to its last burning coal
One lonely rider watched our campfire
Go down to its last burning coal
Go down to its last burning coal
A car full of collies, they're fluffy and jolly
And smell like a swamp when they're wet
A cup full of guppies won't fill up those puppies
It leaves them hungry, you bet
A house full of hippos, they dance on their tiptoes
And break lots of toys when they're mad
A bowl full of goldfish won't satisfy their wish
It leaves them feeling real bad
And we will waltz with the moon
And play hide’n’seek with the stars
Till the morning runs with the rising sun
And nobody knows where we are
A carton of kitties, they're dressed in their pretties
And howl at the moon for their lunch
A creek full of streakers won't dampen their sneakers
It makes not a dent in that bunch
A dish full of duckies, they're wearing muck-luckies
And leave a down trail when they move
A crock full of crackers won't dry out those quackers
It leaves them with something to prove
And we will waltz with the moon
And play hide’n’seek with the stars
Till the morning runs with the rising sun
And nobody knows where we are
A gallon of gators, they're dressed in their waders
And send Morse code with their teeth
A churn of cheese doodles will bounce off their noodles
It leaves them quite hollow beneath
A park full of ponies all dance with their cronies
Tails high like a ship in full sail
A dish full of kippers won’t trip up those tricksters
It just leaves them feeling quite pale
And we will waltz with the moon
And play hide’n’seek with the stars
Till the morning runs with the rising sun
And nobody knows where we, Nobody knows where we
Nobody knows where we are
Cold rain poured down for thirty six hours
Black Creek rose up washed out the bridge
We were safe in the cabin without heat or power
No food in the cupboard, not much in the fridge
The lights went out, the phone went dead
We didn’t care, we ate pickles and bread
The cabin grew cold when the north wind howled
We lit a fire of scrub oak and pine
In a tangle of blankets in front of the couch
We spent the night with our bodies entwined
The lights went out, the phone went dead
We didn’t care, we spent hours in bed
Were we ever that young? Were we ever in love?
Did we ever swear by the stars up above?
Did we ever say, “Till death do us part?”
Where does love go when it leaves a cold heart?
I still live in that place at the end of the line
You’ve gone to Nashberg or somewhere I’m told
And I still light fires of scrub oak and pine
When the winter rains come and the cabin grows cold
The lights go out, the phone goes dead
There’s a picture of you by the side of my bed
The lights go out, the phone goes dead
Nobody warms your side of the bed
You used to love me in the sunshine You left me out here
in the pouring rain
You said you loved me in the sunshine You left me out here
in the pouring rain
Because you’re in Atlanta I’m in a whole lotta
pain
You introduced me to the bad stuff Now it’s messing
with my brain
You introduced me to the bad stuff Now it’s messing
with my brain
Because you’re in Atlanta I’m in a whole lotta
pain
‘Cause you’re a mean, nasty woman and you’re
out there raising cane
’Cause you’re a mean, nasty woman and you’re
driving me half insane
Now I’m a-standing on a platform Just a-waiting on
a train
Just standing on a platform I’m just a-waiting on that
high-ball train
‘Cause you’re in Atlanta I’m in a whole
lotta pain
‘Cause you’re a mean, nasty woman and I’m
out here raising cane
’Cause you’re a mean, nasty woman and I’m
driving myself insane
You said you loved me in the sunshine now I’m out here
in the pouring rain
You said you loved me in the sunshine; you left me standing
out here in the pouring rain
You introduced me to the bad stuff; now it’s messing
with my brain
You introduced me to the bad stuff; now it’s messing
with my brain
And I’m standing on a platform, I’m just a-waiting
on a train
Standing on a platform, I’m just a-waiting for that
highball train
I’m out here standing in the pouring rain
‘Cause it’s a-messing with my brain
‘Cause you’re in Atlanta I’m in a whole
lotta pain
‘Cause you’re in Atlanta I’m in a whole
lotta pain
‘Cause you’re in Atlanta I’m in a whole
lotta pain
‘Cause you’re in Atlanta ooh ooh
‘Cause you’re in Atlanta ooh ooh
I filled up outside of Flagstaff Waved good bye to old Winslow
Hit my stride ahead of Holbrook Million miles more to go
I can hear that boy complaining, “Tell me what did I
do wrong?”
I can hear his momma answer, “Better off now that she’s
gone”
I’m the flicker of the white line in the corner of
your eye
I’m a coyote from Kayenta laughing loudly in your mind
I’m a hawk up on a thermal, crisp against the clear
blue sky
I’m a sandstorm from Sedona I’m gonna blow on
by
Left that inbred town behind me Never stopped to say goodbye
Pawned my ring when I reached Prescott. Need the money down
the line
There’s a cowboy up in Gallup God that man looks good
in jeans
Think I’ll make it there by dinner See if he remembers
me
I’m the flicker of the white line in the corner of
your eye
I’m a coyote from Kayenta laughing loudly in your mind
I’m a hawk up on a thermal, crisp against the clear
blue sky
I’m a sandstorm from Sedona I’m gonna blow on
by
I’m an April desert morning. I’m a flower fresh
with dew
I’m a sandstorm from Sedona and I just blew by you yeah
I’m a sandstorm from Sedona and I just blew by you
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