Lyrics:
ROCKY JOE
Rocky Joe is on my mind,
walking down by the way,
where he doesn't know.
He's a tough man,
he's a cowboy falling down
without
it would help me now
I just want to forget mistakes
But just wanting won't show me how
All the nights that I hold so dear
Still living in those times
of the road in some torn-up clothes
With a pistol in my pocket
I didn't trust no one but you said, "Baby, don't run
I'll take you anywhere"
So I hopped
connect, he's always in a suit
Asked 'em how I get to that
He said, "stick close, and follow suit"
Since then
I been steady on my routes
Flipping for a roof
I'm under your spell
Because when we're walking lonely roads
Is there hope for tomorrow?
I bet no one can tell
It's just a walk by the water
But I can
machine
She is talking much too loud
Excited by the sound
They are screaming, buzzing hard
Open road, super car
What they need is some speed
105 is
of the whistle
Make all the stadiums rock
I can make tonight forever
Or I can make it disappear by the dawn
I can make you every promise that has ever been made
never drove
your car or spend your cash no baby.
and i weren't impressed by the way you dress and i
must confess that im fine with less now baby.
when i
It was golden looking back
Some kind of heaven in my hands
For so long
And I was busy making plans
Couldn't see the things I had
'Til they are
Down in old Savannah
Shots ran through the night
Man lies pistol whipped in the corner
A cop crumbles in the streakin’ light
Now they see me
Nothing higher than the stars
And nothing deeper than my scars
Can show the difference between me and you
Let me take you by the hand
I'll lead
And some long-legged madonna keeps calling me Shadrak
And you ain't thinkin' about me
The sky is heavy and the road is wet
It glistens in the night like
Born in the heart of the corn rows
Flashing by when you drive down a county road
Raised on daddy's old record collection
Hank, Alabama,
Then you gotta work for sure
Take all they pain
And follow my dreams
So don't hurt
No more
I remember curtains trapping
By the corner store
Right
Come from a man with a sword in his hand
I was born from the raging sea
Shunned by a brother
Ached for a lover
Bring that boy to me
The kind in his
Some keep their arms always open
Some stay on earth even though they can fly
I´m not one of that kind heaven help those who believe
She says
nickels and dimes
Bass and rhyme that tickle your spine
A brand new mind, a fresh design
One of a kind, seek and you find
Homies and crews, weapons
before he got his hands across your state line
well in the middle of the night
on the open road
and the heater don't work and it's oh-so cold
you're
In the morning as I wake
I pray my eyes do see
On this narrow road I walk
You have made a path for me
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
You
into freedom
Like little ceaser when he seizes
Like leading sheep from feeders
In the stereo receivers led by Bobba Gunush (--thats gotta be wrong)
on the windshield
The lights, the road and my picture show
I see the boys when they were babies, see Roy in the Air Force
I see things that never happened, well,
everyday
Now I wanna run away
In the night, that's when I think about you
Saw you standing by the road
Staring holes into my soul
Now I wanna run away
at night
At the crossroads
Where three roads meet
Let her take you down to the underworld
Hear as I invoke the name
Of the wise old crone
Who knows
of my eyes on the road
and two hands tight upon the steering wheel
I admit I used to mess around
had my fun in many towns
at times I might've even
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