Its a good three hours to Aberdeen, and Ive read all the magazines And the jokes are all played out or wearin thin So I lie back and I close my eyes and I let that old sadness rise And I listen to Hello In There again And riding shotgun all the time, that melancholy ghost of mine Plays Jesus to my lonely Joan of Arc Together we go ridin through the dark I think I need to lay low for awhile Stare at the Gulf of Mexico for awhile Take it easy take it slow for awhile I think I need to lay low Tonight Ill call to say hello, but your phones just gonna ring I know I guess some things just cannot be undone So I clutch this guitar to my chest and wonder just what Ill have left When all of this hard travelings finally done You say Im not who I used to be, that aint exactly news to me That girl has long since cut and run But baby I am not the only one I think I need to lay low for awhile Stare at the Gulf of Mexico for awhile Tell em all where they can go for awhile I think I need to lay low She travels fast who goes alone, this windll cut you to the bone These truckers sure are flyin here tonight And as for me Im gettin by, I still laugh but I cant cry That door is shut and locked up tight The days go by like hazy dreams, the nights at least I get to sing And suddenly its three AM again And this sadness like a tide thats rollin in I think I need to lay low for awhile Stare at the Gulf of Mexico for awhile Think I need to let it go for awhile I think I need to lay low
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