Let me tell you about the farm, all my friends are in the barn Barn life, farmer's wife, don't you make me say it twice Sunny days, bale and hay, go to
' his teeth on the blues Here I am wishin' on a fallin' star at 127, Rose Avenue It ain't in Nashville It's not in Montgomery 127, Rose Avenue
Like mighty oak trees they line a shaded well worn path theyre the souls that hae walked beside me and i can see that looking back friends that stood
He lived right across the street It was on the news for the world to see They caught with his hands on a neighbors child Now he said he never done it
It was hard for him to get out of bed When the phone rang sleepy eyed she said Charlie's drunk again Why don't you just let it ring? Through the years
I used to love this town and this neighborhood The streets were safe, the schools were good The mill was hummin' 24/7 I was formin' on the line, 3 to
I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by But when I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die, oh Lord So that I jumped in the river, but
I want to live on Gulf Shore Road And lighten up my heavy load Make all my blues go away Lookin' across Pelican Bay I want to live on fresh seafood And
memories; At 127 Rose Avenue. ~CHORUS~ Another side eyed boy with his guitar, Cuttin' his teeth on the blues. Here I am wishin' on a falling star, At 127
The moon shines different on this cold december night who knew that compromise could save your life Three less drinks could change everything One less
: Come on You crazy blind kid Don't begin doing that old sin Come on You glass-made kid Cus you know what you did So now you're on your knees You've
: the new sky's falling, the new sky's falling, the new sky's falling on me. the trees a bending, see is an ending, i ain't got no eys to see. as the
: was just a coming around "us" going around it was just a coming around a "me", "you", an "us", "we weres" a coming around, falling around thoughts
I've never fallen so hard come to think of it ive never really fallen at all so whisper in my ear, tell me my dear whats your fantasy? snakes and
From the same place it is born It is shattered and torn replaced by symbols and lies this is how a dream truth lies in those who have cleared out
The forced smiles, The false handshakes These conversations were held with only one thing on my mind (your phone calls, were missed on purpose).
