Out on the edge of an empty highway Howling at the blood on the moon Big diesel Mack truck rolling down my way I can't hit that border too soon Running hard out of Muskrat Flats It was sixty days or double life Hail on my back like a shotgun blast High wind chimes in the night Oh oh, the pride of Cucamonga Oh oh, bitter olives in the sun Oh oh, I had me some lovin' And I done some time Since I came down from Oregon There's a lesson or two I've learned By standing in the road alone Standing watching the fires burn The northern sky it stinks with greed You could smell it for miles around The good ole boys in the Greystone Hotel Sitting doing that git on down Oh oh, the pride of Cucamonga Oh oh, silver apples in the sun Oh oh, I had me some lovin' And I done some time I see your silver shining town But I know I can't go there Your streets run deep with poisoned wine Your doorways crawl with fear So I think I'll drift for ol' where it's at Where the weed grows green and fine And wrap myself around a bush of that bright Whoa, on Oaxaca vine Yes, it's me, I'm the pride of Cucamonga I can see golden forests in the sun Oh oh, I had me some lovin' And I done some time And I done some time And I done some time © ICE NINE PUBLISHING CO INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com