Blue Stone
Alone or in company
The city makes me nervous
You know I'd rather be
With little sorrel
Or your house
Or a little further
Where I'd be standin'
With my reassurer
Such an engine
Speaks such gear words
A cipher, a civilian's prayer
American on the Dorcet shore
Run for it
Runs for it
Runs for it
To rest the pathetic
Again tonight
Such poverty
Compels us to perfect our pride
Run for it
Run for it
Run for it
The city makes me nervous
You know I'd rather be
With little sorrel
Or your house
Or a little further
Where I'd be standin'
With my reassurer
Such an engine
Speaks such gear words
A cipher, a civilian's prayer
American on the Dorcet shore
Run for it
Runs for it
Runs for it
To rest the pathetic
Again tonight
Such poverty
Compels us to perfect our pride
Run for it
Run for it
Run for it
Credits
Writer(s): Hank Crawford
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