Buffalo River Home-John Hiatt

歌手 : John Hiatt
语种 : 英语
时长 : 05:12

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TXT Buffalo River Home-John Hiatt 文本歌词

Buffalo River Home (Album Version) - John Hiatt
I've been taking off and landing
But this airports closed
And how much thicker this fog is gone
Get God only knows
Just when you think that got a grip
Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip
As if you ever knew
What it was taking you down the line
Tearing through the cottonwoods and bus shelters
Of the south running helter skeletal
Down through the Mississippi delta
With no place to call your own
Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings
All along the paint was peeling
Down to an Indian blanket on a pony
With no rider in the flesh and bone
Looking for his buffalo river home
I've been circling the wagons down at times square
Trying to fill up this hole in my soul
But nothing fits there
Just when you think you can let it rip
You're pounding the pavement in
Your daddy's wingtips
As if you had some place better to go
Or a better way to get there
Tearing through the cottonwoods and bus shelters
Of the south running helter skeletal
Down through the Mississippi delta
With no place to call your own
Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings
All along the paint was peeling
Down to an Indian blanket on a pony
With no rider in the flesh and bone
Looking for his buffalo river home
Now there's only two things in life
But I forget what they are
It seems were either hanging on
A moonbeams coat tails
Or wishing on stars
Just when you think that you've been gypped
The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip
And you run off and join the circus
Yeah you just let that pony ride
Tearing through the cottonwoods and bus shelters
Of the south running helter skeletal
Down through the Mississippi delta
With no place to call your own
Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings
All along the paint was peeling
Down to an Indian blanket on a pony
With no rider in the flesh and bone
Looking for his buffalo river home
Looking for his buffalo river home