If you don't like it you don't have to stick around.
Don't care if you call or skip town.
But if you leave keep chasing your dreams,
there never as far as they seem.
Home is where the heartest,
places to find.
Could you be a pal and point me to mine?
Point me to mine.
The next train leave in about fifteen.
Unlike you i'm no beauty queen.
Your the saddest thing
I've ever seen leave.
Never will you shed a tear
again on my sleeve.
I'm just ramblin' around.
I'm just walking from town to town.
There's no place i'll ever be found.
There's no where to go but down,
nowhere but down.
credits
from ...And a Heartful of Love,
released July 27, 2010
written in one afternoon by me and Garrett, the day before recording the song! Last minute writing!
Two dozen 12-string acoustic improvisations that feel undeniably haunting, like lost transmissions from ancient Appalachia, rediscovered. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2022