Lucinda Williams, David Crosby - Return of the Grievous Angel lyrics
[Lucinda Williams, David Crosby - Return of the Grievous Angel lyrics]
Won't you scratch my itch, sweet Annie Rich
And welcome me back to town?
Come out on your porch or
Step into your parlor
And I'll tell you how it all went down
Out with the truckers and the
Kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
And I remember something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight
Back home to you
'Cause I headed West to grow
Up with the country
Across those prairies with those
Waves of grain
And I saw my devil and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico
Bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee
We flew straight across that
River bridge last night, half past two
The switchman waved his lantern goodbye
And good day as we went rolling through
Billboards and truck stops pass
By the grievous angel
And now I know just what I have to do
And the man on the radio won't leave me alone
He wants to take my money for
Something I've never been shown
And I saw my devil and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico
Bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee
The news I could bring, I met up with a king
On his head an amphetamine crown
He talked about unbuckling that
Old bible belt
And headed out for some desert town
Out with the truckers and the
Kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
But I remember something that
You once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down down down
And they all lead me straight
Back home to you
Twenty thousand roads I went down down down
And they all lead me straight
Back home to you
And welcome me back to town?
Come out on your porch or
Step into your parlor
And I'll tell you how it all went down
Out with the truckers and the
Kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
And I remember something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight
Back home to you
'Cause I headed West to grow
Up with the country
Across those prairies with those
Waves of grain
And I saw my devil and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico
Bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee
We flew straight across that
River bridge last night, half past two
The switchman waved his lantern goodbye
And good day as we went rolling through
Billboards and truck stops pass
By the grievous angel
And now I know just what I have to do
And the man on the radio won't leave me alone
He wants to take my money for
Something I've never been shown
And I saw my devil and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico
Bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee
The news I could bring, I met up with a king
On his head an amphetamine crown
He talked about unbuckling that
Old bible belt
And headed out for some desert town
Out with the truckers and the
Kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
But I remember something that
You once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down down down
And they all lead me straight
Back home to you
Twenty thousand roads I went down down down
And they all lead me straight
Back home to you