Duke Baker
Album: People I'll Never Know
By: Bart James Everman
By: Bart James Everman
Duration
3:36
Genres
Description
There are about five or six fictional characters renting rooms in my head. From time to time I look in on them. Hear of their travels and travails. Mr. Baker here ran off to New Orleans to escape the ghost of a woman who had left him. Or maybe he left her, I don't remember.
Lyrics
As the cool glints of hail touchdown And the wind blows in from the coast It reminds him of the way she tasted and the way that words can busy themselves. She was here but now she's gone The impressions there and the smell is still strong He wished she'd had stayed He's glad she's gone If she'd only never come at all If wishes were tickets Duke Baker would ride. It's easier to live Then it is to die Just as fire is far harder to make Than it is to find You know that ain't no lie. If wishes were tickets Duke Baker would ride He can beat the undertaker Be a real ball breaker Early faker Tree shaker Story maker Don't know much about Duke Du Baker.
