Joe Ely

All Just To Get To You

I have stumbled on the plains, staggered in the wind

Stood at a crossroad or two

Cried to a river, swept to the sea

All just to get to you

I have jumped the yellow cab, hopped a rusty freight

Sang till my lips turned blue

Flown a silver bird, from tops of the clouds

All just to get to you

I ran too hard, I played too rough

I gave my love, not near enough

I bled too red, I cried too blue

I beat my fist against the moon

All just to get to you

I have run from St. Paul to Wichita Falls

Called you from Sunny Baton Rouge

I hocked everything from my watch to my ring

All just to get to you

I ran too hard, I played too rough

I gave you love, not near enough

I bled too red, I cried too blue

I beat my fist against the moon

All just to get to you

From the California shore, where the mighty ocean roars

To the lands of the Hopi and the Sioux

I walked the desert sands, I crossed the Rio Grande

All just to get to you

I have stumbled on the plains, staggered in the wind

Stood at a crossroad or two

Cried to a river, swept to the sea

All just to get to you

I ran too hard, I played too rough

I gave my love, not near enough

I've bled too red, I cried too blue

I beat my fist against the moon

All just to get to you