And daddy, won’t you take me back to Muhlenberg County,
down by the Green River where Paradise lay?
Well, I’m sorry, my son, but you’re too late in asking.
Mister Peabody’s coal train has hauled it away.
Driving out of Darlington County
My eyes seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
Driving out of Darlington County
Seen Wayne handcuffed to the bumper of a state trooper’s Ford
Fog it finally lifted when we looked to see where we was at
We were starin’ at a Colorado state policeman trooper cat
And go
Get out of Denver, better go go
Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone.
Everything that I’ve got is just what I’ve got on.
When that sun is high in that Texas sky
I’ll be bucking it to county fair.
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo I’ll be there.
Oh Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies
I’m singin’ ‘bout a King, they don’t like it when I decide to mike it
Wait, I’m waitin’ for the date for the man who demands respect
'Cause he was great, c’mon
I’m on the one mission to get a politician to honor, or he’s a gonner
By the time I get to Arizona
Well it’s gettin kindda cold Readosa
Abilene ain’t gettin any closer
One more drink, one more hand of poker
Cause a fool and his money’s gonna have to part
20, 000 miles to an oasis
20, 000 years will I burn
20, 000 chances I’ve wasted
Waiting for the moment to turn
I would give my life to find it
I would give it all
Catch me if I fall
Forget the time, ten miles high
Living my fantasies at 20,000 feet
20,000 feet; 20,000 feet
Wouldn’t you like to ride in my beautiful balloon?
Wouldn’t you like to glide in my beautiful balloon?
We could float among the stars together, you and I
For we can fly
We’re walking in the air, we’re floating in a moonlit sky
The people far below are sleeping as we fly
I’m holding very tight, I’m riding in the midnight blue
I’m finding I can fly, so high above with you
I’m more than a bird,
I’m more than a plane
I’m more than some pretty face beside a train
It’s not easy to be me
I don’t know just where I’m going
But I’m gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
‘Cause it makes me feel like I’m a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I’ll tell ya, things aren’t quite the same
When I’m rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus’ son
I’ve seen the needle
And the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie’s
Like a setting sun
She is raging, she is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will suffer the needle chill
She’s running to stand still
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Hey, Arizona, take off your hobo shoes
Arizona, have another look at the world, my my
Arizona, get off your 8-ball blues
Arizona, hey won’tcha go my way
Galveston, oh Galveston, I am so afraid of dying
Before I dry the tears she’s crying
Before I watch your sea birds flying in the sun
At Galveston, at Galveston
It’s the one who won’t be taken,
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live