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Well me and Johnny on the road seeing rainbows doubled and looking for a pot oâ gold
But for every farm in Technicolor green thereâs a bruising sky,
beneath weâre just maggots on the asphalt road
Well every place has got its history, and youâd erase if itâd set you free
But is it worth another landscaped wasted to just move on
Johnny, canât we make the best of it?
Oh Johnny, Iâve sung with pleasure
Itâs a good life, there is no measure
Hey Johnny, in the morning
When you wake me, call me âdarlingâ
Sheâs gonna call me when sheâs down just to knock me around, long about Michigan
We wander parallel lives and I donât know why,
Sometimes it hurts just to know she breathes
Johnny, sheâs got what I need, but sheâs gonna let me bleed
And Iâll just be misty-eyed again at the Olympia-Inn, and adding to that pouring rain
Forget it Johnny, we were rockingâ some kind of crazy scene
I set myself back, itâs just a land grab and I got more than I need
And after all these miles, Iâm just a homesick pup
But I crossed this ocean to give it my best shot
Hey Johnny, Iâve sung with pleasure
Itâs a good life, there is no measure
Hey Johnny, in the morning
When you wake me, call me darling
- Album:
- One Lost Day
- Beauty Queen Sister
- Holly Happy Days
- Poseidon And The Bitter Bug
- Despite Our Differences
- All That We Let In
- Become You
- Come On Now Social
- Shaming Of The Sun
- 1200 Curfews
- Swamp Ophelia
- Rites Of Passage
- Nomads Indians Saints
- 12000 Curfews Part 2
- Miscellaneous
- Lilith Fair - A Celebration of Women in Music, Vol. 1 (Live)
- Rites Of Passage (Expanded Edition)
- Rarities
- Fishtails
- Happy In The Sorrow Key