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| Song: | Return Of The Grievous Angel - Remastered Version |
| Album: | GP / Grievous Angel | Genres: | |
| Year: | | Length: | 261 sec |
Lyrics:
Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich And welcome me back to town Come out on your porch or step into your parlour And I'll tell you how it all went down Out with the truckers, and the kickers, and the cowboy angels And a good saloon in every single town Oh, and I remembered something you once told me And I'll be damned if it did not come true 20 000 roads I went down, down, down And they all led me straight back home to you 'Cause I headed West to grow up with the country Across those prairies with those waves of grain And I saw my devil And I saw my deep blue sea And I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee We flew straight across that river bridge, last night half past two The switch-man wave his lantern goodbye and good day As we went rolling through Billboards and truck stops pass by the grievous angel And now I know just what I have to do Pick it for me, James
And the man on the radio won't leave me alone He wants to take my money for something that I've never been shown And I saw my devil And I saw my deep blue see And I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee The news I could bring I met up with the king On his head an amphetamine crown He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt And lighted out for some desert town Out with the truckers, and the kickers, and the cowboy angels And a good saloon in every single town Oh, but I remembered something you once told me And I'll be damned if it did not come true 20 000 roads I went down, down, down And they all led me straight back home to you 20 000 roads I went down, down, down And they all led me straight back home to you
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