Big Rude Jake - Road Outta Hell lyrics
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Black Bird, Black Bird,
Way up in the sky,
When you turn a lazy circle
Will you turn a blind eye?
Don’t you tell no one you saw me
At the corner five and dime,
With a naggin’ notion floatin’
In the corner of my mind
I hear the Black Bird singin,,
“Who mills these chains?”
I hear the Black Bird cryin’,
“Who fans these flames?”
And the riddle of the Black Bird,
Is a secret in itself,
‘Bout a drowsy Purgatory
And the road outta hell
Chorus:
So Long Pappy,
So Long
When you wake up in the mornin’
I’ll be done long gone
When the Frog in the rushes
Sings a rusty bagatelle,
I’ll be walkin’ like a Texan
On the road outta hell
2.
Hey, Brother Badger,
Whose that calling to me?
From the gravel, in the shadows,
From the thistles in the weeds?
In the song of the Cicada
In the flabby summer heat?
In the dust devils spinnin’
In the middle of the street?
Hey Brother Badger,
Tell me is it true?
Are there ghosts in the alley?
Are there angels on the roof?
Does the wind in the pines really whisper, “Fare thee well?”
Does a long crooked bough point
To the road outta hell?
Chorus
3.
Badger tell the Black Bird
Sittin’ in a tree
About a dime store dreamer
And a dark epiphany
Come the break of the dawn, there’ll be
One less sleepy soul
To stumble in the darkness,
Or to flounder in the coals
Badger hear the Black Bird
Singin’ in the pines
A song about a schemer
And a race against time.
In the still of the mornin’
You can hear the angels yell
Wakin’ up the dreamers
On the Road outta hell<br />
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Thanks to Sue