Lyrics:
the blues
Is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption
Killing me by degrees
I can study rain
Oh, oh drive, oh, oh, drive my blues
I been
of America, the name on the side
The man who would drive her Craig Breedlove by name
A daring young man played a dangerous game
[Chorus: x4]
With
the blues
Is a low-down achin' heart disease
Like consumption
Killing me by degrees
I can study rain
Oh, oh drive, oh, oh, drive my blues
I been
I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way
A day would not be wasted on this drive
And I want so bad to hold you
Son, there's things I
to go
Remember I got some gloves signed by the Greatest on opening day
Couldn't thank him enough all I could say was thanks and grab a plate
Where soul
This record has been skillfully crafted by
British comedians using ancient wellworn
Classical hand-tooled jokes
It has been specially designed to sit
I listen for your footsteps
Coming up the drive
Listen for your footsteps
But they don't arrive
Waiting for your knock, dear
On my old front
By all accounts, she almost drowned
When she was six in frigid water
And I can confirm she made
A curious child, ever reviled
By everyone except
gets
I'm not lookin' for a turn around temple on the rumble strip
Waxahachie, are you still on 35?
Are you still an all-night drive from Louisiana?
This car drives all by itself
And this car drives all by itself
And you can force it but it doesn't want to move an inch
You can't buy its
on intelligence
ooohhh, you can't depend on God
You can only depend on one thing
you need a busload of faith to get by, watch, baby
Busload of faith to get by
Girls, goin' swimming,
Girl, in bikinis,
A walkin' and wigglin' by, yay, yay, yay
Girls, on the beaches,
Girls, oh, what a peaches,
So pretty,
It's all the same, only the names will change
Every day, it seems we're wastin' away
Another place where the faces are so cold
I'd drive all night
you
I stretch out my hand to touch you
'Cause it drives me wild
To see you flutter by
You butterfly
I won't squeeze you dead
Aiming through your
I'm going back to 505
If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive
In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side
With your
a living
Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let
I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way
A day would not be wasted on this drive
And I want so bad to hold you
Son, there's things I
to make a livin'
Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy
on the school bus
danger almost made my stool gush
Because the substitute driver
caused the truck to cruise by us
Would've been crushed in dude's tires
I listen for your footsteps
Coming up the drive
Listen for your footsteps
But they don't arrive
Waiting for your knock, dear
On my old front
out on the highway flyin' by me
Headlights and tail lights are all i could see
Down at the junction another flies by
They come and go in the blink
I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be heroes, just for
Hey, hey pretty baby
Baby, you sure is fine
Hey, hey pretty baby
Baby, you sure is fine
Every time I look at you
You drive me out of my
I listen for your footsteps
Coming up the drive.
Listen for your footsteps
But they don't arrive.
Waiting for your knock, dear
On my old front
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