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Robin Holcomb - The Goodnight-Loving Trail lyrics
Too old to wrangle Or ride in the swing You beat the triangle And you curse everything If dirt was the kingdom Then you’d be the king On the goodnight trail On the old loving trail Our old woman’s lonesome tonight Your French harp blows Like a lone bawling calf It’s a wonder the wind Don’t tear off your skin Get in there and blow out the light With your snake oil and herbs And your liniment too You can do anything That a doctor can do Except find a cure For your own goddam stew On the goodnight trail On the old loving trail Our old woman’s lonesome tonight Your French harp blows Like a lone bawling calf It’s a wonder the wind Don’t tear off your skin Get in there and blow out the light The cookfire’s out And the coffee’s all gone The boys are all out And we’re raising the dawn You’re still sitting there You’re all lost in a song On the goodnight trail On the old loving trail Our old woman’s lonesome tonight Your French harp blows Like a lone bawling calf It’s a wonder the wind Don’t tear off your skin Get in there and blow out the light Yeah, I know that someday I’ll be just the same Wearing an apron instead of a name And no one can change it And no one’s too blame The desert’s a book Writ in lizards and sage It’s easy to look Like an old torn out page All jaded and cracked With the colours of age On the goodnight trail On the old loving trail Our old woman’s lonesome tonight Your French harp blows Like a lone bawling calf It’s a wonder the wind Don’t tear off your skin Get in there and blow out the light |
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