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Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it

get

Curly worked the Dobro for seven long years
Always on the road not at home
He told Lilly one day before it all slips away
Let's take the kids out

it takes to explain it. It never baffled me how rebels in their lust for cash on that road to riches who ditch their soul end up and crash. What’s

the way home
Take me back
I want to lay on my front porch, I'm too tired to roam
Take me back
When we're safe in that country you can stand where I've stood

Return of the Grievous Angel

Emmylou Harris

Last Date

1982

you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home

'round here hanging off the edge of town

Just take me to the country
Where I can take it slow down an old dirt road and they know my name
Where

and truth (home)
For some strange reason it had to be (home)
He guided me to Tennessee (home)
Take me to another place
Take me to another land
Make me forget

that never ends
And I know this old dirt road can take me home but I don't wanna go, 'cause

'Cause I'd rather stay here where
Where the time don't run

straight
And you just got home and you been away
And it seems like everything has change
Everything is strange and the
Road not straight
Come quick with

on a backroad
So we can make a little magic in the back row
Fog up the windows
I hope this country road never takes me home
Never takes me home
And we hit

Check yourself in the road, bless you
There is a miss now by the way
We have so conscious of reality
A place in Nigeria, my home country
To be faithful

into

London calls me a stranger
A traveler, oh oh, oh
This is now my home, my home
Oh oh, I'm burning on the back street
Oh oh, stuck here sitting

(oh, oh, oh, oh)

London calls me a stranger 
A traveler, oh-oh, oh-woah
This is now my home, my home

Oh-oh, I'm burning on the back street (oh,

and lace untied
And sleep fills my mind
Don't control what I'm into

London calls me a stranger
A traveler, oh, oh, oh
This is now my home, my home
Oh

(oh, oh, oh, oh)

London calls me a stranger 
A traveler, oh-oh, oh-woah
This is now my home, my home

Oh-oh, I'm burning on the back street (oh,

into

London calls me a stranger
A traveler, oh oh, oh
This is now my home, my home
Oh oh, I'm burning on the back street
Oh oh, stuck here sitting

take you off road, all told, off load, by the crossroads
When you in the inner city, got them trigger fingers itchy
It ain't pretty, there ain't pity,

driveway (road driveway)
Diet Coke can rollin' 'round in her Camry
Wants to be a mama, yeah, she wants to get married
If you look up a "Country girl" in

leave
But my home is far from me
I think I found my peace
On a gravel road, streams underneath
That scenic byway
Where the trees stand up tall
Man I've

to not care
Tell me what's real? Borderlines
Military despair
How to exist if there's no ways
To be human in fear
And if you take away our home
Where's

I'v had a hell of a week this whole last day
Troubadours like me've got lots to say
Writing the songs that keep the country goin

My dog he died

[Lil Yuk]
Boy say to me, he say, "Ay Yuk! What's yo favorite city?"
And I say "West Virginia.  That's my home town."

[Chorus:]
Take me back to West

Jersey, PA, DC
Case you wondering why you don't see me
Road trips, car sick, hop out, take pic
That's the tale when you're really that bitch
Make bags

Return of the Grievous Angel

Lucinda Williams

Return of the Grievous Angel: A Tribute to Gram Parsons

1999

thousand roads I went down down down
And they all lead me straight back home to you
Twenty thousand roads I went down down down

And they all lead me