Friday, February 13, 2009

Murray Hammond - Lost at Sea

C

F
I'm gonna take the weekend

F
and reply to all the letters

C
that girl was kind enough to send

C
to my youth for my better

F
I put my foot up on the room

F
that rolls with every boxcar

C
oh, I'm gonna ride that restless one

C
through every hill and holler


G
I'm gonna lay right down

F
my family's all around

G
the restless ones like me

F.......................................................C
I'll comb the ground to find the lost at sea

out among the columbines
and the pickled hills of Coleman
I coughed away from childhood
where a girl and I found true love
but the smokey trap that pulls me now
upsets the sleep I've needed
in a rattled trap of pity
I'm gonna spend my evening

I'm gonna lay right down
my family's all around
the restless ones like me
I'll comb the ground to find the lost at sea

well if I am untimely
and I miss my next engagement
sing peace in the valley
say a word about the pavement
and I cuss with every footfall
on this bent up twisted highway
in rattled trap of free fall
I'm gonna have it my way

I'm gonna lay right down
my family's all around
the restless ones like me
I'll comb the ground to find the lost at sea

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very happy to see this! Thanks!