https://soundcloud.com/rc-james-user841120068/ii-texas-long-train-blues?si=e54ae08191054a73a18952500d2cb31d&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharingon the outskirts of a Texas town
walkin' slow, September cool
full moon soft after evenin' rain.
the scene's turned all upside down,
some dust inside the dream.
no more for me, i'm goin', yah, i'm gone.
pappy said, "You go an' count on anything,
you count too much. Salvation's gonna come,
don't worry your boots 'bout that.
maybe winnin' a game on a Broadway Straight,
maybe the wrong woman ups and walks away.
you strip the blindfold, justice go a rovin' eye."
that girl's loopy, all's it damned amounts to;
wants this, that, muscles ache thinking' on it.
no goin' back, another day would tear it.
thinkin' ain't like distance on silver rails;
my mind loops back to that last night
flip flop lights, the message like a scream,
her eyes a fickle switching yard gone wild,
big reds flashin', flingin' my connections
into that star-lost, stumble down night.