Electricity Comes to the Black Valley
She made a pistol of her forefinger and thumb
Pointed it at me, she said "give me all of your lovin'"
I'm riding for my death with or without you
I put my hangs up, it's all expendable but truth
Electricity came to the Black Valley in the 1970s
In the old country only wireless dreams
The train that left the station ain't coming back for you and me
In the long and listless afternoons of the summer
I lived watching the sunflower stretching for her mother
And in the bleak mid-winter where good souls slink off for death
They only give you days fit for the bar or for the bed
Electricity came to the Black Valley in the 1970s
In the old country only wireless dreams
The train that left the station ain't coming back for you and me
The Pine Island through the fog
The extended hand of God
Black Valley
Twinkling
Black Valley
Twinkling
I lost my wallet, left behind my phone
Life will slowly rid you of all the things you own
I lost a little of my soul taking the long road home
At least I didn't leave my heart in San Francisco
Electricity came to the Black Valley in the 1970s
In the old country only wireless dreams
The train that left the station ain't coming back for you and me
Black Valley
Twinkling
Black Valley
Twinkling
Black Valley
Twinkling
Black Valley
Twinkling
Pointed it at me, she said "give me all of your lovin'"
I'm riding for my death with or without you
I put my hangs up, it's all expendable but truth
Electricity came to the Black Valley in the 1970s
In the old country only wireless dreams
The train that left the station ain't coming back for you and me
In the long and listless afternoons of the summer
I lived watching the sunflower stretching for her mother
And in the bleak mid-winter where good souls slink off for death
They only give you days fit for the bar or for the bed
Electricity came to the Black Valley in the 1970s
In the old country only wireless dreams
The train that left the station ain't coming back for you and me
The Pine Island through the fog
The extended hand of God
Black Valley
Twinkling
Black Valley
Twinkling
I lost my wallet, left behind my phone
Life will slowly rid you of all the things you own
I lost a little of my soul taking the long road home
At least I didn't leave my heart in San Francisco
Electricity came to the Black Valley in the 1970s
In the old country only wireless dreams
The train that left the station ain't coming back for you and me
Black Valley
Twinkling
Black Valley
Twinkling
Black Valley
Twinkling
Black Valley
Twinkling
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Writer(s): Bp Nally
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