Delta Run - Evangeline

The bar was much too dirty and lights were way too bright

It was only seven thirty he’d soon embrace the night

He’d strap on his guitar and turn into some kind of smoking gun

On the far side of heaven he’s on the Delta Run

His curse is the highway and it sings a lonesome song

If the blues weren’t in his veins he’d be trying to get back home

He’s wondering where’s the exit wondering what he’s become

After years of chasing dreams years on the Delta Run

He’s running into trouble and running out of time

He’s gonna run on forever but there’s no finish line

Out on the Delta Run

The Delta Run is a row to hoe and 49 is a mighty bad road

But there’s nowhere to go

He’s driving up to Memphis home of the Graceland gates

Searching for a reason hoping for a lesser fate

Somewhere sometime someone’s gonna break free but he’s not the one

He’s treading on an endless mill they call the Delta Run

He’s running into trouble…

Not on the Delta Run

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