Turned off the tv sat down to dinner phone rang, we were saying grace grand ma died left us sixty acres the last of the old home place sixty acres
Last time I saw you it could've been Christmas eve it could've been someone's birthday it could've been make believe for all I know it could've been
Flatter than a tabletop Makes you wonder why they stopped here Wagon must have lost a wheel or they lacked ambition one On the great migration west
Look off down the highway at the glittering lights Like windshield glass on the shoulder tonight As the diesels come grinding on up from the plains
I'm not from here I just live here grew up somewhere far away come here thinking I'd never stay long I'd be going back soon someday it's been a few
I guess we knew the cards were stacked started out the best of friends and we beat that highway 'till it quit beating back it didn't mean much in the
t know why you even live there anymore The garage man didn't see a thing, so you guess it was an inside job You made a reservation, a table for three
Remember when we'd get together Burn the candle don't you know Smoke and drink and live forever No on e there to tell us no This time I'm gonna kill
ride the blue wind high and free she'll lead you down to misery leave you low come time to go alone and low as low can be if I had a nickle I'd find
Where you going with your head hung down Papers blowin' through the streets of town They've already taken all of your posters down Didn't take 'em long
Must be a cold front coming Cause I saw the eastbound C&O And the coal cars were dusted with a half inch of snow And that boy'll drive me crazy Don't
Strap them kids in Give 'em a little bit of vodka in a cherry coke We're going to Oklahoma to the family reunion for the first time in years It's up
hear the trucks on the highway and the ticking of the clock there's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon bullet holes in the mailbox bullet holes in the
