I scored some speed in San Berdino So me and baby could get a little bump And now she?s in that motel room Puttin? on a show for some chump Yeah, well
Dave Alvin (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music) There's a greyhound bus Leavin' the great Northwest Takin' her tonight Back down
Well when I was a young boy, I used to slip away Down to the ashgrove to hear the old blues men play There was big Joe and lightnin' and reverend Gary
There's a black-haired girl Sittin' behind the bullet-proof glass And she takes my money Before I go and pump some gas As the cold rain falls on the
hot air hangs like a dead man from a white oak tree people sitting on porches thinking how things used to be dark night dark night the neighborhood was
Who will take the coal from the mines? Who will take the salt from the earth? Who'll take the leaf and grow it to a tree? Don't look now, it ain't you
Dave Alvin/Chris Gaffney (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI/Calhoun Street Music/Ensaga Songs, BMI, Administered by Bug Music) Johnny gave Joe his first cigarette
I was born Everett Ruess I've been dead for sixty years I was just a young boy in my twenties The day I disappeared Into the Grand Escalante Badlands
When I was young, my mama told me She said, "Child, take your time Don't fall in love too quickly Before you know your mind" She held me 'round the shoulders
Oh, I'll never swim Kern River again It was there that I met her It was there that I lost my best friend And now I live in the mountains I drifted up
I hope this letter finds you Wherever you may be ?Cause I mailed some awhile back And they were all returned to me Ain?t nothin? I can tell you ?bout
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn I could arm a town the size of Abilene Don't you push me, baby 'Cause I'm all alone and you know I'm only in
Blackjack David came a-ridin? through the wood Singin? so loud and merry His voice was a-ringin? through the green, green fields And he spied a fair-haired
Standin? barefoot in your kitchen door Listenin? to the soft evenin? rain Watchin? you dryin? off from your shower You look at me like you don?t know
Night wolves moan The winter hills are black I'm all alone Sitting in the back Of a long white Cadillac, yeah Train whistle cries Lost on its own track
His mama said, "Baby, wait for me in the car" And she went lookin? for his daddy inside a bar So he sat and let the radio take him far away Listenin?
Dave Alvin (Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music) Well I'm leavin' this mornin' baby Gonna ride that new highway Yeah I'm leavin' this
Pretty little one, how has it all begun? They're teaching you how to walk but you're already on the run Little one, what you gonna do? Little one, honey
