Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Clothes are on the line
Cover on the wind
Had a drink it must be time
Momma sits and rest
It's a summer in the middle of nowhere
Reality is a heat
And all we have and all we know is what’s within our reach
And I wonder at the crossroads

[Verse 2]
Where the big yellow bus picks up the children
Takes em all down the road
I look at the mama and she knows I really want to go
She says Joe it’s best if you stay here with us
You’re thirty years old and there ain’t no place for you on that bus

[Verse 3]
But I can ride on the tailgate of my daddy’s truck
He would take me to the river
I could hear the boys cutting up
Said I hey Joe where you been
The water’s fine jump on in
Hey Joe make me smile
I could forget about the crossroads for a while

[Verse 4]
Purple Martins came every year without felt
Then turned left and the old bird box
And the babies they went quietly in their shell
Til the mama breaks them open and they see the sky
And it don’t take long and there’s magic where they fly
Still I wonder about the crossroads
Where the ice truck makes it stop
Drops off the blocks of ice
And the people wrap it up in bags of sawdust close it up real tight
Carry it home
Like blocks of gold
Man I wonder about the crossroads

[Outro]
Crossroads
In the middle of nowhere