I was thinkin’ about Colorado,
I was thinkin’ about Maine,
I was sitting in a Greyhound,
Trying to remember my name.

I must’ve been crazy
To do what I done-
It must’ve been a thrill,
It must’ve been fun.
To sit here in wonder,
To sit here in shame,
To try and forget you
Is like trying to forget my own name.

I was thinkin’ about Oklahoma,
I was thinkin’ about the law-
How one day you’re tall and
The next day you’re small and
How we never really knew each other,
After all.
I was thinkin’ about
Paint-by-number sunsets,
(Where Highway 9 meets 12th, looking west);
I was thinkin’ about saving people
And abandoning the rest,
About who I would choose,
And what I could afford to lose.

I was thinkin’ about sugar,
I was thinkin’ about spice,
I was considering how it ended:
Bitter… but nice.
I’d like to get to know this city,
Forget what I came to do,
And forget my name in a Greyhound
A time or two.
But a rose is a rose
By any other name,
So there’s no use pretending,
There’s no use shifting the blame.
I’m thinkin’ about a few more years
In Colorado or Maine-
Whether in crumbling mountains,
Or in dry, dusty plains…
Add on a few nameless nights
In some abandoned country bars,
Then it’s only six more steps
Straight upstairs to the stars.

-Lyrix (Country Music)

Thinkin' 'bout
leavin' here today
Packin' my pickup
and rollin' away
Giddiup Go
get outta' your way
Thinkin' 'bout
leavin' here today

Before you leave
you best think it over
'cause when you leave
you know your gone
Think you'll leave your
troubles behind you
but when you leave
your problems ride along

Darlin' you know
that I love you
for all time
and forever more
But I can't just sit
in the darkness cryin'
prayin' your love will
shine once more

So I'll just get up
and leave it all behind
get out there
and see what I find
Ask the Lord
to be my guide
every step
and every mile
Maybe I'll find
my baby's love
in God's good time

Thinkin' 'bout leavin'
here today
Packin' my pickup
and rollin' away
Giddiup Go
get outta' your way
Thinkin' 'bout leavin'
here today

When you smile
the world smiles
with you
Frown and moan
your on your own
When you shed
your tears of sorrow
Honest and true
You know the Good Lord
He's lookin' on

Thinkin' 'bout leavin'
here today
Packin' my pickup
and rollin'  away
Giddiup Go
get outta' your way
Thinkin' 'bout leavin' here today.

Good Lord willin'
and the creeks don't rise.

-R.

(11)
-LA