guest musicians: saw - Karen Leblanc; banjo - Franz Nicolay.
lyrics
They drove on down to the mountains,
to see what they could find.
The snow don’t come in winter any more,
so they pitched a tent among the neon signs.
The tent was on the border
of some big mart parking lot.
They hid out under cover,
and in the bright old lights they saw each other.
They reached that little town,
drank some Appalachian wine.
The moon sat still, cast a honeysuckle spell,
love can’t always be the wiser.
Galax, I was hoping you might be a train
Galax, I was hoping you might take me away.
She loved him for a season,
to see what she could find.
Forty church bells rang for them,
but she couldn’t stay, she strayed off at times.
She walked on down to the river,
to see what she could find.
The water hadn’t frozen yet,
so she stepped right in, and toed the tide.
He found her there in the moonlight,
on the starriest night in the sky.
The mountains crept upon them,
and they knew they’d used their given time.
Galax…
The water it was calling
out an ancient river song.
They obeyed, stripped their clothes to wade,
got lost down the river with the tide.
In the nightlife on the blue ridge,
where the taillights look like arrows,
two young kids broke a honeysuckle spell to see
love can’t make the river wiser.
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