Angeline
(专辑: Too Long In The Wasteland - 1989)
Angeline, Angeline, darker nights I've never seen I
don't love these East Texas pines Where I
can't find my sleep in the
shadows so deep And dark as the
doubts in my mind Freight train on the
trestle rolling east towards the
Natchez Like the
one I
got off of so long ago Outside of a
small town where I
didn't mean to settle down Not knowing the
seeds I
would sow Barefoot in the
autumn weeds, cotton dress hanging to your knees To the
eyes of a
stranger you offered a
smile Took a
job in your daddy's fields, didn't seem like such a
bad deal At least it would do for a
while We were both young and unabashed, we took what life offered While your folks were distracted or too tired to care As the
cold gripped the
land the
fates forced our hand Your dresses fit tighter with the
spring in the
air Now I
watch the
trains rattle on from the
seat of the
tractor Your daddy's old harness still hangs in the
barn And your mama don't like it that our children all scattered She swears it's my blood, it was not meant to farm And you and I
don't talk a
lot, we don't really have to We've spent many a
year reading each other's minds We gave up the
lightning, now we don't bother fighting These things will happen in time Angeline, Angeline, darker nights I've never seen I
don't love these East Texas pines Where I
can't find my sleep in the
shadows so deep And dark as the
doubts in my mind