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Part 1 - Road Runner
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I hope you felt the wind in your hair
Your life all loaded up in my old car
I hope you felt the weight leave your mind
Running from where you’re from
To a home you hoped you’d find
And these days it seems all that I can do
Is stare at these walls you painted blue
I hope you got where you were going to
I hope you didn’t have to go too far
I hope you found a new family out there
After watching your old one self destruct
I hope all your prayers are answered soon
A higher power not in a prescription
Not in a needle or a spoon
And these days I sit staring at the wall
Where you left your magazine dreams
I hope you got to see those mountains in the fall
I hope you didn’t have to go too far
And I feel like that old cartoon coyote
Run right off the edge of a cliff
Standing there in space
He knows he’d already done what he did
I feel like I’m stuck in that moment
Staring at your trembling, swollen lip
I am neither standing nor falling hard
But knowing that I’d gone too far
Oh why do I aways go too far
And these days I think about how you got away
As if there were no walls around this town
I wish it were that easy for me babe
I hope you didn't have to go too far
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She went south from Austin
The beginning of the end
Gonna start a new life in Marfa
But first she wanted to see Big Bend
She got about as far as San Marcos
When her radiator blew
And she abandoned that car and grabbed her stuff
And said "here’s gonna have to do"
And we watched her spin
Out of control
Nose dive down
No tuck and roll
And on her face
Was a look of scorn
And all the whiskey in the world wouldn’t keep her warm
We heard rumors she was using
And shacking up with college kids
That she’d had a husband back in Austin
And lost a baby boy to SIDS
Despite all that she’d been handed
She would dance like she didn’t care
And as she came off the rails
We couldn’t help but stare
And we watched her spin
Out of control
Nose dive down
No tuck and roll
And on her face
A look of scorn
And all the whiskey in the world wouldn’t keep her warm
Sometimes life has a way of getting loose
Slips the reigns and bucks wild in the dirt
And when the dust of a life it finally clears
Only then can we see the heart beneath the hurt
And we watched her spin
Out of control
Nose dive down
No tuck and roll
And on her face
A look of scorn
And all the whiskey in the world wouldn’t keep her warm
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Hey well, Sally was a loner
She worked down at the general store
That night she walked home by the river side
And we ain’t seen nor have we heard from her no more
But they dragged the river
All that night
But no body ever was found
And every night that good folks lay down to sleep
I’ll be awake
Thinking about Sally
Oh and Sally had a husband
But he did not treat her kind
And when she said she lost her baby
Oh my lord
I could see the reason in her eyes
That look of fear and hate a girl just can’t hide
But they dragged the river
All that night
But no body ever was found
And every night when good folks lay down to sleep
I’ll be awake
Thinking about Sally
Hey well Sally was a loner
She worked down at the general store
I fear she’s gone on home to Jesus
Oh my friends
I hope I get to see her face once more
Tell me what's wrong with wanting Moore?
But they dragged the river
All that night
But no body ever was found
And every night when good folks lay down to sleep
I’ll be awake
Thinking about Sally
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Jason Tyler Burton Wyoming
Jason Tyler Burton is a recluse from Kentucky who now makes his home in the least populated county in the least populated state. There in Wyoming, at the foot of the Wind River Mountains, he writes songs that wrestle with the struggles of rural peoples. His stories often tell a novel's worth of story in the format of a song, for which he draws comparisons to Jason Isbell and John Prine. ... more
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