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Ridin' Out The Storm

de Samantha Crain

Give me moonlight gravel and a pickle jar
I never go away too far from a post oak tree
Played like boxcar children in the wilderness
But in real life I'm all defense
Heart born deportee
In hindsight, I guess
I was for sale
For a compliment and a cocktail
Thirty coins and I’d exhale my light
Scratching your back like I never broke a nail
And I'm on kitchen detail for the rest of my life
Like a bolt from the blue
No reason, no rhyme
You guess is as good as mine
Wipe it off and go inside
Batten down the hatches

Ridin’ out the storm

Wintergreen, I'm a bet, let’s make a scene
You’re Lenny Bruce, I'm kerosene, knee-deep in a midnight star
Mini Ha ha bingo on the service road
The caller, she’s a Seminole from where the water barks
I broke all seven seals back in ‘86 just to get it over with
Now I gotta walk all my days in a knot
Assuredly, I sure love a full tank of gas, right on red, the smell of sweetgrass
It’s not all bad, my little heart’s gleam
Like a bolt from the blue
No reason, no rhyme
You guess is as good as mine
Wipe it off and go inside
Batten down the hatches

Ridin’ out the storm

X marks the spot with an xxx and dot dot dot, you know I never thought thought thought
I’d go and get the chills
That memory, ‘bout as useful as a pay phone, ‘bout as free as a metronome
But I guess it led me here
And here’s as good a place to be as anywhere
Daycare for your nightmares, I hear that I'm dreaming it all
So I buckle up but not too tight, and I call home on the by and by
It’s a tight squeeze and cool breeze and it’s like
A bolt from the blue
No reason, no rhyme
You guess is as good as mine
Wipe it off and go inside
Batten down the hatches

Ridin’ out the storm

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