County Blues

Those days they felt like memories driving in a Pinto down the Lincoln highway Her dreams they roamed like the fire of a burning cigarette on a Sunday morning At two am when there's nothing to do But think of you And your county blues again The dial glowed a shade of dark red was it all in your head like a day dream Those western winds were calling out to us, trying to shake off the dust, its like chaos At two am, when there's nothing to do But drink to you And your county blues again We've got a long way, long way, long way, long way Long way down We shoulda bought a , one way, one way, one way You can't stay down, no The pages turn the way that Hemingway died or a brandy soaked dive, you know its tragic My patience swirls outta my grip another 40 day trip its like magic At 2 am, when there's nothing to do But dream of you And your county blues again We've got a long way, long way, long way, long way Long way down We shoulda bought a , one way, one way, one way You can't stay down, no There's no love the east side of Eden There's No love , a whoo oo a whoo ooo There's no love the east side of Eden Babe, we may never get home There's no love the east side of Eden There's No love , a whoo oo a whoo ooo There's no love the east side of Eden Babe, we may never get home We've got a long way, long way, long way, long way Long way down We shoulda bought a , one way, one way, one way You can't stay down, no There's no love the east side of Eden There's No love , a whoo oo a whoo ooo There's no love the east side of Eden Babe, we may never get home There's no love the east side of Eden There's No love , a whoo oo a whoo ooo There's no love the east side of Eden Babe, we may never get home Babe, we may never get home