A LONG ROAD HOME
How I long to feel the salty wind
off Galveston Bay in my face once again
A warm southern wind on my weather-worn skin
Perhaps I would not feel so old
Now I long to hold the golden sand
in the hollow of my hand
Stand for a while there and fill in the hole
left in the heart of a wounded old soul
Here's to tomorrow; here's to today
Here's to whatever I never did say
Here's to old friends who have gone separate ways
Here's to the memories
How I long to be in those East Texas woods.
I would be in those old Piney Woods if I could
on a hot summer mornin' down Centerville Way
...the windows rolled down in my old Chevrolet
Cruisin' the backroads with nothin' but time
three nickels short of having a dime
Miles from the highway, no hill left to climb
Me and the whisperin' pine
Here's to tomorrow; here's to today
Here's to whatever I never did say
Here's to your love, you are happy, I pray...
Out on this long stretch of Interstate 10
that ol' Del Rio station just keeps rollin' right in
Many the night it was my only friend.
Just me and the radio
The Silver Moon Cafe was once out this way
Like Route 66, boys, it too had its day
and this rusty old sign here is all that remains
My, how the times have changed
They tell me ol' Bud Rose hocked his guitar
Bought a ticket to Nashville to become a big star
Now he works on a bottle and he lives in a car
Do you still have your dreams?
You remember the old town here yesterday?
The walk from the Ryman to the Linebaugh Cafe?
We would stop in at Tootsie's and Tubb's on the way
And slowly head east down to First and Broadway
Hey, look at that ol' river, Bud, how it just keeps rollin'
If it was a clock I could stop, I would try
I would let it roll down on about '65
Perhaps I would not feel so old
Hoist all the sails, Bud, to hell with the breeze
Send me a wind that will bend every tree
A storm that will bring every man to his knee
Here's to the howlin' sea
Here's to tomorrow; here's to today
Here's to whatever I never could say
Here's to the piper; the bastard's been paid
Down on this long stretch of Interstate 10
El Paso to Phoenix, to L.A. and then
It is north by northwest, I just follow the wind
And by midnight tonight I will be
home in Springfield again...
~Mickey Newbury
Official Website: www.mickeynewbury.com
Note: A majority of these photographs comes from the Newbury family, friends of Mickey's, and from my own collection. Some images were borrowed. If anyone objects to this video due to copyright considerations regarding the borrowed photographs, please make contact and the work will be removed.
23 апр 2010
