Wayside-back In Time by Gillian Welch
Wayside-back In Time lyrics
Standing on the corner with a nickel or a dime
There use to be a rail car to take you down the line
Too much beer and whiskey to ever be employed
And when I got to Nashville, it was too much soldiers joy
Wasted on the wayside, wasted on the way
If I don�t go tomorrow, you know I�m gone today
Back baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Back baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Black highway all night ride
Watching the times fall away to the side
Clear channel way down low
Is comin� in loud and my mind let go
Peaches in the summertime, apples in the fall
If I can�t have you all the time, I won�t have none at all
Oh, I wish I was in Frisco in a brand new pair of shoes
I�m sittin� here in Nashville with Norman�s Nashville blues
So come all you good time rounders listenin� to my sound
And drink a round to Nashville before they tear it down
Back baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Back baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Hard weather, drivin� slow
Buggies and the hats in town for the show
Oh darlin', the songs they played
All I got left of you lovin me
Back baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Back baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
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