Josh Ritter - Me & Jiggs lyrics
[Josh Ritter - Me & Jiggs lyrics]
Me and Jiggs staring at the ceiling
The stars above the radar range
Song from a station wagon laying foundations
On the shadows of overpassing planes
I’m feeling good
At 7 o’clock we’re gonna drive
'cross the county line
And find Saturday night like an orphan child
That the good days left behind
Well, I’m not sure that we can stay
The sun’s going down and it's another day
Me and my friends sitting in the park
Drinking beer underneath the tree
Lyin' on your back as the sun goes down
You know it’s perfect cause
You’ve got to leave
On a Saturday night in a town like this
I forget all my songs about trains
A bar with a jukebox and you on my arm
Heaven and earth are pretty much the same
And I’m not sure that we can make it stay
The sun’s going down
And it's the end of the day
Later on, sitting on the porch
Talking like the night could last all night
Like we are all half-crazy and
All at least half-all right
Sittin' on the porch, singin'
Townes Van Zandt
Play guitar to burn off the hours
Yeah, we climb the fences at the edge of town
And paint our names on the water towers
Well, I’m not sure we can make 'em stay
The sun’s going down at the end of the day
The stars above the radar range
Song from a station wagon laying foundations
On the shadows of overpassing planes
I’m feeling good
At 7 o’clock we’re gonna drive
'cross the county line
And find Saturday night like an orphan child
That the good days left behind
Well, I’m not sure that we can stay
The sun’s going down and it's another day
Me and my friends sitting in the park
Drinking beer underneath the tree
Lyin' on your back as the sun goes down
You know it’s perfect cause
You’ve got to leave
On a Saturday night in a town like this
I forget all my songs about trains
A bar with a jukebox and you on my arm
Heaven and earth are pretty much the same
And I’m not sure that we can make it stay
The sun’s going down
And it's the end of the day
Later on, sitting on the porch
Talking like the night could last all night
Like we are all half-crazy and
All at least half-all right
Sittin' on the porch, singin'
Townes Van Zandt
Play guitar to burn off the hours
Yeah, we climb the fences at the edge of town
And paint our names on the water towers
Well, I’m not sure we can make 'em stay
The sun’s going down at the end of the day