Green River Blues

Duration

3:47

Genres

Americana / Alt Country

Lyrics

Green River Blues Green River Blues and this devil I can’t lose Got holes in my pockets and the soles worn off my shoes And the rain keeps running down The sidewalks of this town Green River Blues, the answers lie around On a dusty railroad track that takes you West out of this town Could be a warm day in April or the dog days of July But it’s November and there’s nothing but a dirty open sky and these Green River Blues Green River Blues Green River Blues And the rain keeps running down The sidewalks of this town I used to throw the meanest spitball when there was money in this town Drove my Indian to St. Pete then I turned us both around Fell in love with the girl next door, knew she’d treat me right Now the boys and I are playin’ ball here Saturday nights But then I’m standin’ punching tickets for the folks who get on board Goin’ away to someplace faraway that I cannot afford They’re talkin’ bout the New Deal on the radio today But all I want is a deal that’s gonna take me far away from these Green River Blues Green River Blues Green River Blues And the rain keeps running down The gutters of this town,