This Flatland Life
John Baumann, William Clark Green, Josh Abbott Band, Flatland Cavalry & The Panhandlers
4:26John Baumann, William Clark Green, Josh Abbott Band, Flatland Cavalry & The Panhandlers
Lately, I've been thinking that I could leave this town I'd cut back on my drinking, stop this running 'round Playing songs 'til after midnight, staying up 'til dawn There's something in the dust and wind that keeps me hanging on And I never thought I'd live to see the day I'd say goodbye I ain't crying, that's west Texas in my eye I'll be your blue eyed bandit if you'll be my renegade I count a thousand tumbleweeds roll by me everyday I'd like to grow a rose and stow it in that desert safe Like a message in a bottle floating down the open plains Where the Llano Estacado rises up to meet the sky I ain't crying that's west Texas in my eye I've seen the thunder heads descend and rip into the ground The twisted hand of Heaven spreading terror all around Sending farmers in a deeper debt and ranchers to the grave Where towers mark the end of time with slowly spinning blades 'Til the water table falls below the reach of human kind I ain't crying that's west Texas in my eye Lately, I've been thinking that I could leave this town Cut back on my drinking, stop this running 'round Playing songs 'til after midnight, staying up 'til dawn But there's something in the dust and wind that keeps me hanging on And I never thought I'd live to see the day I'd say goodbye I ain't crying, that's west Texas in my eye I ain't crying that's west Texas in my eye