Cary Hudson - Song in C

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on a gravel road twenty miles from town

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live the writer Larry Brown

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up into the hills feeling free

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red hawk circles high above the trees

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riding on the breeze

talking about a Montana job
who killed Pizza Bob
stopping at the store for more beer and ice
got cigarettes and pizza by the slice
and fuzzy dice

Profit Ridge we made our way
across the county for half a day
and back to Taylor as the sun was sinking low
people on their front porch waving low
take it slow

in front of the old country store in Taylor
a bluegrass band on a flatbed trailer
is laying it down with a sound so bittersweet
I don't know if I should cry or tap my feet
or dance in the street

Jimmy D and Nicky sitting on a bench
surrounded by many a lovely wench
telling a joke, sharing a toke on the slide
I can smell the catfish being fried
hush puppies on the side

Vick laying his widdle on a stick
he moves slow but his wits are quick
takes a sip of whiskey and sighs
says "boys this is paradise"
you know he never lies

band was playing fast and high
the girls were shaking everything they got
hound dogs are howling at the moon
then the singer called out for one last tune
much too soon

so it's time to say goodbye
my oh my how the time does fly
one more round then I'm bound to go
down Campground Cemetery Road
back to my abode

fare you well my good ole friend
until we meet again
I know we will some sunny day
then we'll take out guitars out and play
our blues away