Darling, remember When you come to me I'm the pretender And not what I'm supposed to be But who could know if I'm a traitor Time's the revelator
They caught the katy And left me a mule to ride The fortune lady Came along, she walked beside But every word seemed to date her Time's the revelator The revelator
Up in the morning Up and on the ride I drive into Corning And all the spindles whine And every day is getting straighter Time's the revelator The revelator
Leaving the valley And fucking out of sight I'll go back to Cali Where I can sleep out every night And watch the waves and move the fader Time's the revelator The revelator
Queen of the fakes and imitators Time's the revelator
I want to go all over the world And start living free I know that there's somebody who Is waiting for me I'll build a boat, steady and true As soon as it's done I'm going to sail along in the dreams Of my dear someone
One little star, smiling tonight Knows where you are Stay, little star, steady and bright To guide me afar Blow, little wind, over the deep For now I've begun Hurry and take me straight into the arms Of my dear someone Hurry and take me straight into the arms Of my dear someone
All the girls all dance with the boys from the city, And they don't care to dance with me. Now it ain't my fault that the fields are muddy, And the red clay stains my feet.
And it's under my nails and it's under my collar, And it shows on my Sunday clothes. Though I do my best with the soap and the water, But the damned old dirt won't go.
But when I pass through the pearly gate, Will my gown be gold instead? Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings, And a red clay halo for my head?
Now it's mud in the spring and it's dust in the summer, When it blows in a crimson tide. Until trees and leaves and the cows are the colour, Of the dirt on the mountainside.
But when I pass through the pearly gate, Will my gown be gold instead? Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings, And a red clay halo for my head?
Now Jordan's banks they're red and muddy, And the rolling water is wide. But I got no boat, so I'll be good and muddy, When I get to the other side.
And when I pass through the pearly gate, Will my gown be gold instead? Or just a red clay robe with red clay wings, And a red clay halo for my head?
I'll take the red clay robe with the red clay wings, And a red clay halo for my head.
I want to sing that rock and roll. I want to 'lectrify my soul, 'Cause everybody been making a shout So big and loud, been drowning me out. I want to sing that rock and roll.
I want to reach that glory land. I want to shake my savior's hand, And I want to sing that rock and roll. I want to 'lectrify my soul, 'Cause everybody been making a shout So big and loud, been drowning me out. I want to sing that rock and roll.
I been a-traveling near and far, But I want to lay down my old guitar, And I want to sing that rock and roll. I want to 'lectrify my soul, 'Cause everybody been making a shout So big and loud, been drowning me out. I want to sing that rock and roll.
I been a-traveling near and far, But I want to lay down my old guitar, And I want to sing that rock and roll. I want to 'lectrify my soul, 'Cause everybody been making a shout So big and loud, been drowning me out. I want to sing that rock and roll. I want to sing that rock and roll.
I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died Just a country boy that combed his hair And put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air And he shook it like a chorus girl And he shook it like a Harlem queen He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby Like you never seen
I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died How he took it all out of black and white Grabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tight And he shook it like a hurricane He shook it like to make it break And he shook it like a holy roller, baby With his soul at stake
I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died He was all alone in a long decline Thinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and died When he shook it and he rang like silver He shook it and he shine like gold He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby Well bless my soul
He shook it and he beat that steam drill, baby Well bless my soul, what's wrong with me?
I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died I was thinking that night about Elvis Day that he died, day that he died Just a country boy that combed his hair Put on a shirt his mother made and he went on the air And he shook it like a chorus girl He shook it like a Harlem queen He shook it like a midnight rambler, baby Like he never seen
Everything is free now, That's what they say. Everything I ever done, Gotta give it away. Someone hit the big score. They figured it out, That we're gonna do it anyway, Even if doesn't pay.
I can get a tip jar, Gas up the car, And try to make a little change Down at the bar.
Or I can get a straight job, I've done it before. I never minded working hard, It's who I'm working for.
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Every day I wake up, Hummin' a song. But I don't need to run around, I just stay home.
And sing a little love song, My love, to myself. If there's something that you want to hear, You can sing it yourself.
'Cause everything is free now, That what I say. No one's got to listen to The words in my head. Someone hit the big score, And I figured it out, That we're gonna do it anyway, Even if doesn't pay.
Oh I dream a highway back to you love A winding ribbon with a band of gold A silver vision come and rest my soul I dream a highway back to you
John he's kicking out the footlights The Grand Ole Opry's got a brand new band Lord, let me die with a hammer in my hand I dream a highway back to you.
I think I'll move down into Memphis And thank the hatchet man who forked my tongue I lie and wait until the wagons come And dream a highway back to you.
The getaway kicking up cinders An empty wagon full of rattling bones Moon in the mirror on a three-hour jones, I dream a highway back to you.
Oh I dream a highway back to you love A winding ribbon with a band of gold A silver vison come arrest my soul I dream a highway back to you.
Which lover are you, Jack of Diamonds? Now you be Emmylou and I'll be Gram I send a letter, don't know who I am I dream a highway back to you.
I'm an indisguisable shade of twilight Any second now I'm gonna turn myself on In the blue display of the cool cathode ray I dream a highway back to you.
I wish you knew me, Jack of Diamonds Fire-riding, wheeling when I lead em up Drank whisky with my water, sugar in my tea My sails in rags with the staggers and the jags I dream a highway back to you.
Oh I dream a highway back to you love A winding ribbon with a band of gold A silver vision come molest my soul I dream a highway back to you.
Now give me some of what you're having I'll take you as a viper into my head A knife into my bed, arsenic when I'm fed I dream a highway back to you.
Hang overhead from all directions Radiation from the porcelain light Blind and blistered by the morning white I dream a highway back to you.
Sunday morning at the diner Hollywood trembles on the verge of tears I watched the waitress for a thousand years Saw a wheel inside a wheel, heard a call within a call I dreamed a highway back to you.
Oh I dream a highway back to you love A winding ribbon with a band of gold A silver vision come molest my soul I dream a highway back to you.
Step into the light, poor Lazarus Don't lie alone behind the window shade Let me see the mark death made I dream a highway back to you. I dream a highway back to you.
What will sustain us through the winter? Where did last years lessons go? Walk me out into the rain and snow I dream a highway back to you.
Oh I dream a highway back to you love A winding ribbon with a band of gold A silver vision come and bless my soul I dream a highway back to you
I dream a highway back to you Oh I dream a highway back to you love A winding ribbon with a band of gold A silver vision come and bless my sould I dream a highway back to you.
Oh me, oh my-oh Look at Miss Ohio She's a-running around with her rag-top down She says, I want to do right but not right now
Gonna drive to Atlanta And live out this fantasy Running around with the rag-top down Yeah, I want to do right, but not right now
Had your arm around her shoulder A regimental soldier And mama starts pushing that wedding gown Yeah, you want to do right, but not right now
Oh me, oh my-oh Would you look at Miss Ohio She's a-running around with the rag-top down She says, I want to do right, but not right now
And I know all about it So you don't have to shout it I'm gonna straighten it out somehow Yeah, I want to do right, but not right now
Oh me, oh my-oh Look at Miss Ohio She's a-running around with her rag-top down She says, I want to do right, but not right now Oh, I want to do right, but not right now
Make me down a pallet on your floor Make me down a pallet on your floor Make me down a pallet soft and low When I'm broke and I got nowhere to go
Been hanging 'round with a good-time friends of mine Hanging around with a good-time friends of mine Oh, they treat me very nice and kind When I've got a dollar and a dime
We're in blues everywhere I see We're in blues everywhere I see We're in blues, honey, everywhere I see No one ever had the blues like me
Way I'm sleeping, my back and shoulders tired Way I'm sleeping, my back and shoulders tired Come tomorrow, I'll be satisfied If I can catch that fast train and ride
So, make me down a pallet on your floor Make me down a pallet on your floor Make me down a pallet soft and low Babe, I'm broke and I got nowhere to go
Standing on the corner with a nickel or a dime There used to be a rail car to take you down the line Too much beer and whiskey to ever be employed And when I got to Nashville, it was too much soldier's joy Wasted on the wayside, wasted on the way If I don't go tomorrow, you know I'm gone today
Back, baby, back in time I wanna go back when you were mine Back, baby, back in time I wanna go back when you were mine
Black highway all-night ride Watching the times fall away to the side Clear channel way down low Is coming in loud and my mind let go
Peaches in the summertime, apples in the fall If I can't have you all the time, I won't have none at all Oh, I wish I was in 'Frisco in a brand new pair of shoes I'm sitting here in Nashville with Norman's Nashville blues So come all you good time rounders listening to my sound And then drink a round to Nashville before they tear it down
Back, baby, back in time I wanna go back when you were mine Back, baby, back in time I wanna go back when you were mine
Hard weather, driving slow The buggies and the hats in town for the show Oh darling, the songs they played Are all I got left of the love we made
Back, baby, back in time I wanna go back when you were mine Back, baby, back in time I wanna go back when you were mine
Oh, my mother was just a girl, seventeen Oh, my mother was just a girl, seventeen And my dad was passing through Doing things a man will do And my mother was just a girl, seventeen
It's a wonder that I'm in this world at all It's a wonder that I'm in this world at all And I have a life to claim Though I really don't know my name It's a wonder that I'm in this world at all
Ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name Ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name But it's written up in the sky And I'll see it by and by Ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name
Well, I had a good mother and dad just the same Well, I had a good mother and dad just the same And they took me to their rest And they surely stood the test Yes, I had a good mother and dad, the same
Well, there ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name Ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name Just another baby born To a girl lost and lorn Ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name
Now and then, there's a lonesome thought in my mind Now and then, there's a lonesome thought in my mind And on the crowded street I see A stranger's face that looks like me Now and then, there's a lonesome thought in my mind
Well, there ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name Ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name But I'll see it by and by 'Cause it's written up in the sky Ain't one soul in the whole world knows my name
Saw a girl on the street from my home Like a fire on the hillside she shone And I knew right then that my best days were gone And I'd been, been in the lowlands too long
Oh, I've been in the lowlands too long Oh, I know, I know that I should go And I've been in the lowlands too long
This is not how it was at the start There's a doubt and a blame in my heart And it's no one else, no fault but my own And I've been in the lowlands too long
Oh, I've been in the lowlands too long Oh, I know, I know that I should go And I've been in the lowlands too long
What is this weight in my mind And what is this new sense of time It's the open fields and the friends that are gone And I've been in the lowlands too long
I can sing out at all sing a song I can do nothing all the day long But I can't do right and I know I'm wrong And I've been in the lowlands too long
Oh I've been in the lowlands too long Oh, I know, I know that I should go And I've been in the lowlands too long
There's gotta be a song left to sing 'Cause everybody can't have thought of everything One little song that ain't been sung One little rag that ain't been wrung out completely yet That's got a little left
One little drop of falling rain One little chance to try again One little bird that makes it home now and then One little piece of endless sky One little taste of cherry pie One little week in paradise and I start thinking
There's gotta be a song left to sing 'Cause everybody can't have thought of everything One little note that ain't been used One little word ain't been abused a thousand times In a thousand rhymes
One little drop of falling rain One little chance to try again One little bird that makes it every now and then One little piece of endless sky One little taste of cherry pie One little week in paradise and I start thinking
Gotta be a song left to sign 'Cause everybody can't have thought of everything One little song that ain't been sung One little rag that ain't been wrung out completely yet 'Til there's nothing left
Look out boys, 'cause I'm a rollin' stone. That's what I was when I just left home. I took every secret that I'd ever known And headed for the wall Like a wrecking ball.
Started down a little road of sin Playin' bass under a pseudonym. The days were rough, and it's all quite dim, But my mind cuts through it all Like a wrecking ball.
Oh, just a little 'Deadhead Who's watching, Who's watching. I's just a little 'Deadhead.
Won a dollar on a scholarship. I got tired and let my average slip. And I's a farmer in the pogonip Of a weed that I recall was like a wrecking ball.
I met a lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin. She showed me colors I'd never seen And drank the bottom out of my canteen Then left me in the fall Like a wrecking ball.
Standin there in the morning mist, A Jack & Coke at the end of my wrist. Yes, I remember when first we kissed, Though it was nothing at all Like a wrecking ball.
Hey, boys, a little 'Deadhead Who's watching, Who's watching. I's just a little 'Deadhead,
Too much trouble for me to shake Oh, the weather and the blinding ache We was ridin high 'til the eighty-nine quake Hit the Santa Cruz Garden Mall Like a wrecking ball.
