Clay Pigeons - Tim Barry

I’m goin' down to the Greyhound Station

Gonna buy a ticket to ride

I’m gonna find that lady with two or three kids

And sit down by her side

Ride till the sun comes up and down

Around about two or three times

Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat

Sing this song for the people I meet

And get along with it all

Where the people say «y'all»

Sing a song with a friend

Change the shape that I’m in

And get back in the game

And start playin' again

I’d like to stay, but I might have to go to start over again

I might go back down to Texas

Or go to somewhere that I’ve never been

And get up in the mornin' and go out at night

And I won’t have to go home

Get used to being alone

Change the words to this song

And start singin' again

I’m tired of runnin' round lookin' for answers

To questions that I already know

I could build me a castle with memories

Just to have somewhere to go

Count the days and the nights

That it takes to get back in the saddle again

Feed the pigeons some clay

Turn the night into day

And start talkin' again

When I know what to say

I’m goin' down to the Greyhound Station

Gonna buy a ticket to ride

I’m gonna find that lady with two or three kids

And sit down by her side

Ride till the sun comes up and down

Around about two or three times

Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat

Sing my song for the people I meet

And get along with it all

Where the people say «y'all»

Feed the pigeons some clay

Turn the night into day

And start talkin' again

When I know what to say