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EMMYLOU HARRIS >> Merchandise Links
EMMYLOU HARRIS
(Robin Williams/Linda Williams/Jerome Clark) Folks in Nashville slammed the door Said we don't want you anymore Find your own way down the road Pack your fiddle and your guitar Take a train or take a car Find someone else to keep you from the cold Rollin' and ramblin' Women loved him half to death He sang with whiskey on his breath His heart broke like a child's Rollin' and ramblin' The sun has set out on the trail The hobo's drifted up the rail He's taken his last ride Oh, he always sang the blues Like it was all he ever knew He didn't sing at all that night He was pale and as he dozed He didn't know his time had closed Slumped in the back seat to the right Rollin' and ramblin' Women loved him half to death He sang with whiskey on his breath His heart broke like a child's Rollin' and ramblin' The sun has set out on the trail The hobo's drifted up the rail He's taken his last ride So they send him on night train South Through the cities and the rural routes Just one more place to go Ah, the whistle sang the bluest note Like it came from his own throat Moanin' sad and cryin' low Rollin' and ramblin' Women loved him half to death He sang with whiskey on his breath His heart broke like a child's Rollin' and ramblin' The sun has set out on the trail The hobo's drifted up the rail He's taken his last ride Rollin' and ramblin' The sun has set out on the trail The hobo's drifted up the rail He's taken his last ride
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