Grand Prairie TX Homesick Blues
Grand Prairie, Texas, home on the range
i come here for salvation but i'm just another stranger
on a strip highway where nobody stops or stays
hell-bent on revival, lookin' to grow some roots
i have mortgaged my survival for these worn out cowboy boots
but there's just one horse in forty miles and he's the prize possession of the Dallas zoo
and he feels like a stranger, too
Old Silver, take me ridin' through the foothills of my life
i went easy in the saddle with a lever-action rifle
and a tin canteen through a field of dreams
way out by the Beltline where the armadillos play
with the noble bootjack rabbit in the evening of the day
oh where my brothers have you gone for i return to thank you for the gifts you gave
but the field is paved
these nights i work the graveyard at the burger king downtown
i get off in the morning and i lay my wages down
at the convenience store where stood my old front door
st. peter when you call me, you can find me waitin' here
beneath this sad mimosa tree with a quart of drive-thru beer
for home is in the heartland but the heartland cannot save you when the heart is gone
and home's moved on
i come here for salvation but i'm just another stranger
on a strip highway where nobody stops or stays
hell-bent on revival, lookin' to grow some roots
i have mortgaged my survival for these worn out cowboy boots
but there's just one horse in forty miles and he's the prize possession of the Dallas zoo
and he feels like a stranger, too
Old Silver, take me ridin' through the foothills of my life
i went easy in the saddle with a lever-action rifle
and a tin canteen through a field of dreams
way out by the Beltline where the armadillos play
with the noble bootjack rabbit in the evening of the day
oh where my brothers have you gone for i return to thank you for the gifts you gave
but the field is paved
these nights i work the graveyard at the burger king downtown
i get off in the morning and i lay my wages down
at the convenience store where stood my old front door
st. peter when you call me, you can find me waitin' here
beneath this sad mimosa tree with a quart of drive-thru beer
for home is in the heartland but the heartland cannot save you when the heart is gone
and home's moved on
Credits
Writer(s): David Robert Carter
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