Long Goodbye
Two hours, and I’m drinking, I could not find a phone I’m sorry, I’ve taken us too far out now to get back home But it’s so pretty out here after midnight below these bourbon skies Feel it coming, please take me there gently into our long goodbye
And I’m still on these gravel roads, looking for faces and stories untold I know you may never understand, that I cannot, go back again
Where’s my child, where’s my house, where’s my yard where’s my little picket fence? And if I left when you came off the road, would you notice the difference? You come in late and you sleep all day long and your never touchin’ me Could you deny as you look past my eye that you’re half the man you used to be?
You can have your gravel roads and river ladies whose legs unfold But you will never convince me, that you’re better, off without me
Come Monday and I’m lonely, our cupboards cleaned out bare I can smell you in the bedroom, pretend that I don’t care Would you have me numbed out and sleeping behind some corporate wall You’d be happy and I’d be suicidal just waiting for the call
Two hours and I’m drinking, I could not find a phone I’m sorry, you’re right girl, you should not be alone But it’s so pretty out here after midnight below these bourbon skies Feel it coming, please take me there gently into our long goodbye