Return of the Grevious Angel

Counting Crows

Composição de: Gram Parsons/Thomas Stanley Brown
Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich 
and welcome me back to town 
Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlor 
and I'll show 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 
Oh, 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 the 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 at half past two 
The switchman wave his lantern goodbye 
and so long as we went rolling through 
Billboards and truckstops 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 
that 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 the king
On his head an amphetamine crown 
He talked about unbuckling that old Bible belt 
And lighted out for some desert town 
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels 
And a good saloon in every single town 
Oh, but I remembered 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 
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down 
And they all lead me straight back home to you
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