singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller
Some things I know and won't forget,
Some things I did and still regret,
And l'm still paying off those debts,
But with you, babe, I'm hoping yet.
I'l give you orchids in the Spring,
And leave the midnight side of things,
And take all that tomorrow brings,
And love you 'til I'm wearing wings.
Not with him can't you see,
Not with them just set 'em free;
Riding through the new country,
Always you should be with me.
I used to try to stand alone,
A point of pride my heart of stone;
A soul shot full of cortisone
Propped up on some ragged bones.
A war chest packed with solitude
Like the veterans screaming We got screwed,
With my kevlar attitude
Shouting through the evening gloom.
We have a new-born destiny
Beyond all this futility,
Riding through the new country,
Always you should be with me.
Bonnie Belle kicked up her heels,
Dancing to her Scottish reel;
I can't describe how I would feel
But loving her was so surreal.
Down the trail of broken parts
You'll find my song on all the charts,
Where money is no objet d'art,
Bonnie Belle collects her hearts.
In my foolish love, in my misery,
In all my moonstruck reveries;
Riding through the new country,
Always you should be with me.
In my foolish love....