Take from the prairie take from the oats
Sunsets of solitude enough for country folk
This is life on North Touchet road
Fake ordinary buy a pack a smokes
Reveal the magnitude of sipping up the yolk
This is life on North Touchet road
Cash my pennies at the PDQ
Radio is playing familiar country tunes
Shake the dust off tales about the mountain blue
This is life on North Touchet Road
Tom built the cabin Tom built the bridge
I miss old Johnny when I climb the ridge
This is life on North Touchet road
Dream in the barn dream by the creek
Feed hay to cattle no words to speak
This is life on North Touchet road
Dodging outlaws trying to walk the line
Drove Mom’s Cadillac I speeding one more time
Shake the dust off tales about the mountain blue
This is life on North Touchet Road
He left his daddy at the age of 17
Talking ‘bout “Boy I need some love”
Outcome was sketchy and his actions were obscene
Talking ‘bout “whew…that was close”
Crazy joker he took my piggy bank
Talking ‘bout “Boy you need some rules”
Thought provoker you took my radio
We bailed you out again
Indecently he drove a fancy limousine
Talking ‘bout “Well see you guys later” (SAMPLE)
With a four leaf clover and his lucky pair of jeans
Talking ‘bout “Brr this beer is cold”
Crazy joker he took my piggy bank
Talking ‘bout “Boy you need some rules”
Thought provoker you took my radio
We bailed you out again
What’s the latest? Our common sense is gone
Talking about “Whoa he’s too big to fail”
We’re crushing unions now we’re down the rabbit hole
Talking ‘bout “Hey can I spare some change?”
Crazy joker he took my piggy bank
Talking ‘bout “Boy you need some rules”
Thought provoker you took my radio
I bailed you out again
So you’re holed up in your den
Drank too much now we’re paying off the cops
How could you fold and pretend
Got your chemicals when the pressure drops
Guess whose gone again?
It’s been 3 years damn I miss my friend
The more we change the more you stay the same
you never change
Man it makes no sense
You’re not here and you’re in the god damn thing
How did it you get so tense
Pointing six shooters and
Shadows in the sink
Have we outgrown ourselves?
Were asking questions not from the horse’s mouth
Someday we’ll dust the shelves
Hear the blend while the harmony pours out
You tell me where to go
Did I let me feelings show
I stare through the crowd at you
Your eyes say “Woopdi Do”
Have I lost my way
With you tonight
Is there something I can say
I guess nobody’s right
You told me yesterday
We should communicate
But its written on my face
I guess it’s my mistake
Have I lost my way
With you tonight
Is there something I can say
I guess nobody’s right
Gunshot row hollow’s empty
Hell got froze the horn of plenty
Beer bottled handshakes with the labels torn off
Whiskey straight up with a little cough
Taking backroads to nowhere
Tell me when we get there
My plot is sewn. I kissed her gently
Orchards grown consequently
Creek-side weddings porches lit up at night
Broken spoke wagons lit by fire light
Taking backroads to nowhere
Tell me when we get there
Deals come and go evidently
So I am told accidently
Old man Frame clearing the brush away
The flood will probably come and wash away his
Backroads to nowhere Thank god we’ll get there
Take a piece of me
Take a piece of everything
Mix in a bit of sleep
Gather up a melody
Waiting for my lay away
Spending empty Saturdays
Sipping up the smoke that makes
It makes it possible to fly away Hmmm
Take a hint and flee
Take a hint from anything
Assume its something deep
Translated from a fallacy
Waiting for our holiday
Should we save it for another day
Gripping us while we think ourselves to sleep
Please can we fly fly away
You took a bit of life
You weaved in some hyperbole
Leaving me to choke
On unmistaken memory
Waiting for our happy day
We say goodbye and drift away
Drinking while I follow all the sheep
Please can we fly fly away
Oh fly away
For sale signs walking down that boulevard
Summer’s almost over dry hay is in yard
And I should be whistling Dixie
But the world has done gone crazy
Is the sheriff coming I’ve been fishin’ in his creek
Gonna get a ticket but I gotta eat
And I should be whistling Dixie
But the world has done gone crazy
They’ll still shoot me if my rent is late
Last night is kind of hazy
Pass the time with shuffle board and shining my feet
Headed to the fairgrounds I’ve got people to meet
And I should be whistling Dixie
But the world has done gone crazy
Can’t believe its fall again you tell me what’s next
Keep your golf balls off my lawn and never take checks
And I should be whistling Dixie
But the world has done gone crazy
They’ll still shoot me if my rent is late
Last night is kind of hazy
Late one night on a Saturday
Steam is rising from the hull
His mind…slipped right through the wilderness
Oh let him run
CHORUS: Up to me I would let them go
Facing mirrors as they fight
Stay with me she say don’t I know
Chasing demons through the night
Sunday morning too many cigarettes
Sun shining through the canyon’s crest
Her heart…thumping through the giddiness
Oh let her run
CHORUS
Ears ringing from the night before
They knew this day would come
My eyes…blinked first when the trigger pulled
Bullets flying through the door
CHORUS
Take me far away beyond the hills
Where the devil rests alone
Shake me if I try to stray we cried today
Called collect on the telephone
CHORUS
The final chapter of the hideaways
The legacy of an only son
Their eyes…shift into the emptiness
Oh let them run
Joe came back from the war
He was homeless and broke
So he took to the streets
Wheel is spinning he’s the spoke
Like the dutch they told us so
In Tulip Mania 400 years ago
Speculators playing outside the lines
Pack it up and join the 99
Jack and Jill had it all
2.5 low intrest rate
They packed it up and sold it off
Beating that their payments would be late
Like the .com’s told us so
In the bubble just 20 years agao
Investors playing outside the lines
Pack it up and join the 99
Home town boy makes it good
Studied hard made it out the hood
Tried so hard to make a change
But one of them he became
Like Abe Lincoln told us so
In that letter 7 score ago
Corporations playing outside the lines
Pack it up and join the 99
Texaco, Shell, BP and Conoco
Fires in the UK, Drug wars in Mexico
Earth Quakes in New York, Windmills on Patios
Box stores, killer whales and Boom-box radios
You got camp fires Billy goats, huge lakes and little boats
Ice cream, baked potatoes, make believe and castle moats
4 wheelers, day dreams, hair products, knickknacks,
Short lines, Ghost Towns, Old Records, Cold packs
You got food Stamps, liquor stores, gun racks and pregnant whores
A face plant evidence of the crazy night before
The Tea Party, gold diggers, trigger fingers stuck together
Star thistle, Inflation, hurricanes and crazy weather
You got Tame Deer, mini golf, fairways and go carts
Life’s just a series of complicated flow charts
8 cups, 3 squares, family a few cows
Education, picture books, and a couple bow wows
You got Television, Fox news, CBS and CNN
Halliburton, Apple Inc, The World Bank and MSN
The Pentagon Africa, PA and Disneyland
North Dakota, Tennessee and don’t forget Afghanistan