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Unraveled Lyrics by Mark Erelli
Mark Erelli Lyrics
I can hear the engineer blowin' his horn
Somehow it's both a major and a minor chord
The train still runs it just don't stop no more
And I'm standing by the tracks alone
I see a fallow field and a leaning barn
I come unraveled like a ball of yarn
Ain't nothing more sad than an abandoned farm
Lord I'm tired and I wanna go home
Lord I'm tired and I wanna go home
I was young when I followed the highway sign
Chasing salvation on the dotted line
I ain't giving up I just changed my mind
Maybe it's a waste of time
You oughta know I ain't never been the praying kind
Birds like buckshot whistle and wheel
In the gun-metal sky above the stubblefield
There ain't no word for word for the way I feel
Lord I'm tired and I wanna go home
Lord I'm tired and I wanna go home
I thought all I needed to pay my dues
Was a beat-up guitar and some traveling shoes
But I didn't know shit about singing the blues
It's a hard way to learn the truth
If you've got more to love you got more to lose
Seen a Jesus bird preaching where the river bends
Roadside trash crucified on a barbed wire fence
Maybe somebody died for someone's sins
And we're all gonna have to atone
But the road turn gold when the sun come up
Won't you send me a sign when I've given enough
I'm two thousand miles from the one I love
Lord I'm tired and I wanna go home
Lord I'm tired and I wanna go home
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