Joel Plaskett - Wishful Thinking lyrics
[Joel Plaskett - Wishful Thinking lyrics]
I'm a working horse, a postage stamp
Tune up my guitar, turn on my amp
Well I felt so sad when I got off the plane
I don't wanna go to New York City again
Kissin' you goodbye in the pissing rain
But, if wishful thinkin' is all I got
Keep on thinkin' wishful thoughts
Thinkin' wishful thoughts
I wish you were here, but you're not
No, no, no, but you're not
I feel like a sailor lost on the seas
Catchin' a cold, maybe catchin' a breeze
Standin' on the prairie lookin' for trees
Rock and roll's wrapped 'round me
As tight as a noose
And from the front of the train
You can't see the caboose
In northern New Brunswick watch
Out for the moose
But, if wishful thinkin' is all I got
Keep on thinkin' wishful thoughts
Thinkin' wishful thoughts
I wish you were here, but you're not
No, no, no, but you're not but, you're not
You put your gas in your tank
You put some air in your lungs
'Cause you know that there's a
Song that's gotta get sung
It's a long, long way to Winnipeg
And I ain't too proud to shake a leg
Sing for my supper, break me an egg
But, if wishful thinkin' is all I got
Keep on thinkin' wishful thoughts
Thinkin' wishful thoughts
I wish you were here, but you're not
No, no, no, but you're not
No, no, no, but you're not but, you're not
CD's for sale at the back of the hall
Buy one, buy 'em all
Couple bucks cheaper than they
Are at the mall thank you, good night
I'll be back in the fall
Seasons come and season go
Nobody wants to end the rock n' roll show
Look at you, love, you got that golden glow
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down
Goin' down
North of the sun and south of the snow
No particular destination
No particular plant to grow
Buckle up baby, let's rock down the road
Highway white lines are freakin' me out
Wondering what you're doin'
Are you out and about?
Gettin' lost, gettin' lost, gettin' lost
Gettin' lost
Gettin' lost on the paper on my paper route
But, if wishful thinkin' is all I got
Keep on thinkin' wishful thoughts
Thinkin' wishful thoughts
I wish you were here, but you're not
No, no, no, but you're not
No, no, no, but you're not
Guitar's singin' a song for free
Why's everybody always pickin' on me?
Tweedle Dee tweedley Dum and Tweedley Dee
But, if wishful thinkin' is all I got
Keep on thinkin' wishful thoughts
Thinkin' wishful thoughts
I wish you were here, but you're not
No, no, no, but you're not
Where'd you go, 'cause you're not