motel room in
Devonport
Waiting on the resurrection
Waiting for a light to shine
Waiting for this hard luck
story of mine to end
Well, I've just finished a meal of white rice,
black beans and okra
I had me some wine,
I'm feeling particularly fine, my friend
And the moon has changed
from black to blue to green
And the interstate twists into the sky
Well, the noontime crew has
made this place look new
And I might just stay good
until I die
I'm in a motel room in
Davenport
Just about a quarter mile
from the interstate
I've been thinking about
God
I've been thinking it's hard how
we don't have cable at home
If I get myself together, I could be in
Missouri by morning
I'm waiting on no one now,
no one can slow you down when you're all alone
An d the mood has changed
from black to blue to green
And the interstate twists into the sky
And the noontime crew has
made this place look new
Well, I might just stay put until I die
I a motel room in
Davenport
Working on a certain inspiration
One you can't get in
L .A.
No matter how much you pay
Or you pretend
You got a copy of the
Gideon
Bible
And each and every
Mad stain,
next to the massage parlor head
Neither choice is too bad
if you need a friend
But my mood has changed
from black to blue to green
And the interstate twists into the sky
And the noontime crew has
made this place new
And I might just stay good until I die
I'm in a motel room in
Davenport
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