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Adam Carroll - Silver Lakeside lyrics
Well, the hillbillys taught me how to play guitar City slickers taught me how to be a star I don't have either of 'em down good yet So I'm goin' to the lake where I first got wet Yeah I'm goin' to the lake where I first got wet You had tough luck chasin' low down guys You started out sour now, you're pasteurized You got the same pretty mouth with a wiser tongue I got radar ears, I can listen some I got radar ears, I can listen to you some And I'm not gonna push ya, I don't wanna press I'm not gonna put ya through some kinda test I'm not lookin' for lust or makin' up lies But I just wanna meet ya by the silver lakeside I remember summer time boys camps, blankets and trunks I dreamed I had a stripper in my upstairs bunk I had a dirty kid mind that's how I got through I could never love a stripper the way I loved you I could never love a stripper the way I loved you I wish I had more heart wish I stayed outta bars Wish I had a big shot to sign my guitars But a big shot's name is a paint pen scrawl Couldn't play it anymore, I'd have to hang it on the wall Couldn't play it anymore, I'd have to hang it on the wall Chorus The weather was dry and the whiskey was good And bad luck you up-chucked it like I knew you would Said God get me home, I won't do this again Said I won't be your preacher, but I will be your friend When your mama finds you like this, you're sure gonna need a friend We're all lookin' for something if it isn't too much Some are lookin' to tell and some are lookin' to touch There's a right time to talk and a wrong way to rub If I'm lookin' for something must be your love If I'm lookin' for something must be your love And now the lake looks muddy man it's supposed to be silver Got stood up on the bank but I got to remember Everything in this world has two or more sides Like a woman, like a river, like a Ferris wheel ride Like a woman, like a river, like a Ferris wheel ride So come on down to the silver lake now Now we got more to do than the night will allow You can stick your toes in the milky sand We can rest our hearts where it all began We can rest our hearts where it all began Chorus |
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