Lyrics:
Nightcrawler, tidewater Night walking, on hoes I’m a tight stalker Nightcrawler, tidewater Night walking, on hoes I’m a tight stalker Nightcrawler,
on the mouth The law was ours We walked past the mansions On Riverside by the shore You lit up Shoe Lane The streetlights crystalized your form In Tidewater
Can't wait til I get home Cause all I need And all I want Is some of that love It can never go wrong It flow like Tidewater Sweet like moonshine Said it's
Virginia Tidewater four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling And the poor boy is on the line Right away I brought me
me Norfolk Virginia Tidewater four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling And the poor boy is on the line Working
Virginia Tidewater four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling And the poor boy is on the line Working on a T-bone steak
give me Norfolk, Virginia, Tidewater 41009 And tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land callin' And the poor boy's on the line Swing low,
Stretched my hand out towards your light I dove into the blood-dirt Heart of Tidewater Choking on ideas that feel Bigger than me Laughing like I
me Norfolk Virginia Tidewater four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling And the poor boy is on the line Working
Angeles, give me Norfolk, Virginia Tidewater, four-ten-o-nine Tell the folks back home, this is the promised land callin' And your poor boy's on the line
Shorty take off draws I don't really wanna talk Let me hit it while I drive I don't really wanna park Uptown seven five tidewater with the sharks
Coastal Plain, Tidewater - Eastern flat, water land The Fall Line stopped explorers with rapid water falls Piedmont, rolling hills - West of the Fall
Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia Tidewater four ten O nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's on the line
Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia Tidewater four ten O nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's on the line
to the telephone. Los angeles give me norfolk virginia, Tidewater four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's
Basic elemental Instinct to survive Stirs the higher passions Thrill to be alive Alternating currents In a tidewater surge Rational
Norfolk Virginia, Tidewater four ten oh nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's on the line.
zone Cut your engines, cool your wings And let me make it to the telephone Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia Tidewater four ten oh nine Tell the folks
Written by Ry Cooder and Russ Titelman © 1974 Tonopah & Tidewater Music Co. (BMI) Whenever you find a man That loves every woman he sees
to the telephone. Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, Tidewater four ten O nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's
Norfolk, Virginia, tidewater four-ten-O-nine. Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land calling, And the poor boy is on the line.
Norfolk Virginia Tidewater for ten o-nine Tell all the folks back home It's the promised land callin' And the poor boy is on the line
to the telephone. Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, Tidewater four ten O nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's
Taxi to the terminal zone Cut your engines and cool your wings and Let me make it to the telephone Los Angeles, give me Norfolk, Virginia Tidewater
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