— · — Well I was thinkin‘ that I shoulda but I didn’t ever leave you but baby I’m leavin‘ tonight / There’s a trucker drinkin‘ coffee in the station who can give me a ride / Well I was thinking ‚bout a headin‘ down to Mobile, Alabama and that was just last Saturday night […]

— · — I walked away a dozen times / I drove away a hundred more / But all the trains and all the buses / Brought me back here to our door (Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Anders Parker)

It’s cold and you’re leaving / Midnight cars roll down the street / The streetlight shines in the gutter / And you going off to sleep / But baby I sit up smoking / Wipe the ashes off the bed / Think of what you told me / And the words I never said / […]