a place out on the highway ’cross the San

I get up in the eveningAnd I ain't got nothing to

little girl, is your daddy home?Did he go and

is this land America? So many travel thereI'm going

a '32 Ford, she's a 318Fuelie heads and a

GoWasn't I alwaysA friend to you?Wasn't I alwaysA friend to you?Do

Well, I've been out of the woods for 6 days and

me now, baby, here as I amHold me close,

promised me there'd be no denialsWhen I was weak

was driving through my hometownI was just kinda killin'

(Ry Cooder/John Hiatt/Jim Dickinson)There's a place, so I've been toldEvery street

shots)(Forty-one shots)(Forty-one shots)(Forty-one shots, and we'll take that

me now, baby, here as I amPull me close,

me now, baby, here as I amHold me close,

my numberTime is my hunterI wanted you to heal

get up in the eveningAnd I ain't got nothing

Well, I've been out of the woods for six days and

Now, easy RoyThere's some very weird, strange and dangerous shit going

on your best dress, babyAnd darling, fix your hair

1: Zach you take when you lay like thatReminds