Halfway to Chicago
You said you’d write me a letter, but save the postage You been gone so long, it’s like I hardly knew ya This rock is rollin’, I ain’t sittin’ pretty
You said you’d write me a letter, but save the postage You been gone so long, it’s like I hardly knew ya This rock is rollin’, I ain’t sittin’ pretty
I’ve been waiting for you all these nights and days Winter’s come and gone and I’m still in this blue haze| Coulda been your girl, you coulda been my man
All will come to dust There will be nothin’ left of us Save for the faint impressions of The love we offered up Brother, don’t let me go Do you
It was a cold Sunday morning But I felt the touch of the sun And then faded into a late evening song A long night’s comin’ down Honey I know
I went to the well only to find it was empty I won’t turn away though I was turned away I wait for the sun on this cool and misty
You never know what a day may bring Black cat in the alley way Or forgiveness in your heart but will it stay Only if you try hard to keep
Tried to hold you but my hands were tied Tried to tell you I couldn’t lie Tried to find you but there was too much to hide So I went
Another noon-day quiet Another thimble of wine It tastes of regret It tastes of desire You put out the latch string so long ago Hopin’ someone would come in Graceful