Lyrics:
I hate to see de ev'nin' sun go down,
Hate to see de ev'nin' sun go down
Cause ma baby, he done lef' dis town.
Feelin' tomorrow lak ah feel
You look for love every chance you get
You look so far that you can't see near
If love walked by, would you even notice it?
Cause here I am
I hate to see de ev'nin' sun go down
Hate to see de ev'nin' sun go down
'Cause ma baby, he done lef' dis town
Feelin' tomorrow lak ah feel today
Feel
the shadow figures stagger through the winter
Falling back before the gates of Moscow, standing in the wings like an avenger
And far away behind their lines
a hay field
After church a Sunday meal
Huggin' mama before I go
Flyin' down a back road
Up there in Des Moines
They knew my songs line by line
I just
phone
I don't feel and I feel great
I sold my atlas by the freight stairs
I do lines and I crossed roads
I crossed the lines of all the great state
work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest motherfucking
In the service on sunday morning
I take the line out the good
Book an eye for an eye
Shoot me I
when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam I guess
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
too short
The wheel has carried my far
Around this world 100 times
By bus, truck, train, bike , or car (???)
And just like the rest I roll on to my
on making it quite this far
It's a hard road sleeping on white lines
Paint a neon smile just to cover all my scars
I was always twelve steps behind
My
line
(Manhattan fault line)
Manhattan fault line
(Manhattan fault line)
Manhattan fault line ?
Will take us down with it someday
The boxes were
down by the river
With a six dollar bottle of wine
Just a fool tryin' to play it cool
Hopin' she'd let me cross the line
And I was prayin' that she
Little red caboose behind the train
Flying down the line, line, line, line
Always on time, time, time, time
Little red caboose behind the train
Little red caboose behind the train
Flying down the line, line, line, line
Always on time, time, time, time
Little red caboose behind the train
I hear your voice close on the phone
But I know you're far away
I've waited so long to talk to you
But now I can't find the words to say
So I sit
through the whirlpools
of trees and floating cars
behind a winter coated mule
down record breaking falls
Into oblivion's open jaws
standing by
on making it quite this far
It's a hard road sleeping on white lines
Paint a neon smile just to cover all my scars
I was always twelve steps behind
My
To watch the ships sail on the sea?
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.
And as they stood on the windy shore
say.
CHORUS
Don't try so hard,
you're doin fine,
don't go too far,
don't cross the line.
Don't push so hard.
cos I might break,
just need a chance
of the names and those
Only go so far 'til you bury them
So deep and down we go
Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace
I did it all so maybe I'd
Jesus, friend of sinners, we have strayed so far away
We cut down people in your name but the sword was never ours to swing
Jesus, friend of sinners,
To watch the ships sail on the sea?
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.
And as they stood on the windy shore
I'm just tryin' to make a livin'
I'm an old man at thirty-nine
With two kids and an ex-wife
Who moved up to Riverside
I'm workin' down
Where at least when I walk down the street
Nobody ever hesitates
To tell me exactly what they think of me
[Chorus]
And every state line
There's
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