Sittin on top of the world yesterday
Thinkin bout things in no particular way
He called this morning
He said "happy birthday,
I got something for you
But you're too far away"
A broken down marriage
And a broken down car
Sweet country music
From a old steel guitar
I wish you were here with me
Holding my hand
You're my flesh and blood
You're my little man
Livin like a gypsy out on the road
The newspaper man said my soul has been sold
I called you from Kansas but I couldn't get thru
The Wichita lineman is singin the blues
A broken down marriage
And a broken down car
Sweet country music
From an old steel guitar
I wish you were here with me
Holding my hand
You're my flesh and blood
You're my little man
So far away
Planes go and trains fly
So far away
Watching you waving goodbye
So far away
The world is spinning and I can barley hang on
The great white northern nights are painfully long
Fresh snow and pine
And a bullet holed sign
I'm dropping in latitude
I'll be home in no time
A broken down marriage
And a broken down car
Sweet country music
From a old steel guitar
I wish you were here with me
Holding my hand
You're my flesh and blood
You're my little man
credits
from
The West Gate, track
released 09 September 2009