A Song For My Pirate Friend

Well, I saw her from the far side of a dead end dive in Dallas
When she said her name was Alice, I forgot my own
Well, the grave's the only silence for a mystic man of music
Though the heart tunes to the woman, song plays when she's gone

Rolling down them heartworn highways, a thousand miles from home
Muddy river rolling our way, man I heard it in a song

Well, she laid her hands upon me as the waltz came on a swelling,
I's a gambler, I was willin' to lay down my bones
As the day came up a lifting, I was by the highway shifting
Nylon bags and run-off ditches, it ain't because she's gone

Rolling down them heartworn highways, a thousand miles from home
Muddy river rolling our way, come tomorrow baby we'll be gone

Well, the sky I named her Wanda, and the road her name is Shelly
And the din inside my belly, that's the Bella's song
The stucco sings for sweet Camilla, though she's far in Armadillo
As for Dallas, that woman killed it, but I've got many homes

Rolling down them heartworn highways, a thousand miles from home
Muddy river rolling our way, man I heard it in a song

Rolling down them heartworn highways, a thousand miles from home
Muddy river rolling our way, man I heard it in a song

We'll run that record back all night long