Texty písní David Allan Coe

David Allan Coe

Headed For The Country

Lightly tripping through

The misty dripping morning

Up the stairs to see if she was home

When I found a note

That she'd wrote with a pen

Attached upon her door

And the two weeks stack of daily papers

Said goodbye to someone that I love

And it looks as if she's headed

For the country once again

Far from the city sidewalks

The neons and the rain

Back to the grassy meadows

To run barefoot through the wind

They tell me that she's headed

for the country once again

I miss her sermons of

Seek and ye shall find

Truth is just a bluebird flying blind

And a special prayer for those

Whose mind should ever flow

One for the weary, for the sick

And the passing of the good