The Water

I’ve never been to Austin, Texas there’s someone there I’d like to see

The days and miles separate us, I hope that she remembers me

But I wont’ stay – I’ll walk away / I never stay – I walk away

I ain’t been to California for at least a hundred years

I keep saying that I’ll go there but I keep finding myself here

Must be something in the water, Must be something in the rain

Must be something to the love that brings you back

Must be something to the pain

I went down to Chicago when I was twenty-one years old

There’s no one left there now that I know, but I still miss the wind and cold

But I wont’ stay – I’ll walk away / I never stay – I walk away

I think I’m going to Barcelona – I ain’t got nobody there

When it’s time for me to go no home, ain’t nobody gonna care

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These Midwest days are so hard to take

The nights get long and the skies turn grey

The gravel scrapes on the cold concrete

It hurts my teeth and it pains my feet

And these small towns have such big mouths

Everyone just tries to get out

They take side streets and they take back roads

But every one just leads back home