Against the Grain
Album - 1975 - Debaser id 80735

Open up and let me in,
Can't you see about the shape I'm in.
I need your loving, it must be soon,
I know you really can be so cruel..oww..

I could be wrong and I could be right,
You're gonna keep me waiting all the night.
I'm breaking up now. Can't you tell?
I've been awake since I don`t know when.

I may be right and I may be wrong,
You're gonna leave me waiting all night long.
That's not the way it ought to be,
Come on baby, won't you see by me.

I have waited, what's it gonna be?
In your world then, who's replacing me?
Can't you see just where you're placing me?

Open up and let me in,
Do something about the shape I'm in.
I need your loving and it must be soon,
I know you really can be so cruel.

Take your foot off the brakes,
But you won't stop my souped-up Ford.
Well, you can set your watch 'cause I won't stop,
I've got my foot to the floor.
This greedy jeep don`t need no sleep,
Eats all the gas that you can pour.
It`s a front-wheel drive and it sound like a bee-hive,
Good Lord, that`s for sure.

I`m blowing town, not breaking down,
Can`t you hear that sound, those wheels on the ground.
I`m on my way, and I can`t stay,
Make no mistake, I`m pulling out today.

Hit that spot on the dial and wait for a while,
Till those tubes are all a-glow.
Got to be nice to the wheel, you need nerves of steel,
But you know that is no joke.

Well, I guarantee you`ll feel higher,
On those pneumatic tires.
`Cos they sure grip the road,
Keep that engine clean, feed it good gasoline,
Good Lord, that`s for sure.

I`m blowing town, I won`t be breaking down,
I`m moving down, hear those wheels hiKing the ground.
I`m on my way, I sure can`t stay,
Make no mistake, I`m leaving this town today.

No highway cop`s gonna make me stop,
What I`ve started.
'Cos I won`t be free till I get up,
And go where my heart is.

You know what it takes to try,
To catch up to my souped up Ford.
Well, make no mistake by applying the brakes,
When I say "AII aboard".
Well, you can roll up the sidewalk,
And end all the small talk,
When I shift them gears.
`Cos I won`t be back till I head down the track,
A thousand miles from here.

All right...

I'm feeling bought and sold,
You're just a three card trickster.
That's something I should've known,
All the good's sure gone bitter.

Hear me now, hear me right.

You think you've got it made,
You think you've got my number.
You'd better check again,
I don't intend to stay here.

Hear me now, hear me right.

It's time-wasting,
Checking up on you.
You're high-flying,
You'll be crash-landing soon.

That's true.
All right.

You want your world my friend,
I think those days are numbered.
I've had it up to here,
Everything's come asunder.

Hear me now, hear me right.

I'm feeling bought and sold,
You're just a three card trickster.
That's something I should've known,
All the good's sure gone bitter.

Hear me now, hear me right.

When I was a cowboy out on the Western Plain.
When I was a cowboy out on the Western Plain.
Well, I made a half a million,
Working hard on the bridle reins.

Come a cow-cow yicky. come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.

What was the greatest battle ever on the Western Plain?
What was the greatest battle ever on the Western Plain?
When me and a bunch of cowboys rode into Jesse James.

Come a cow-cow yicky, come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.
Come a cow-cow yicky, come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.



Now me and a bunch of cowboys rode into Jesse James.
When me and a bunch of cowboys rodc into Jesse James.
Well, those bullets were a-flying just like a shower of rain.

Come a cow-cow ylcky come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.
Come a cow-cow ylcky come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.

What was the greatest battle ever on Bunker Hill?
What was the greatest battle ever on Bunker Hill?
When me and a bunch of cowboys rode into Buffalo Bill.

Come a cow-cow yicky, come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.
Come a cow-cow ylcky, come a cow-cow yicky, yicky yea.

Takes a fool to know how I feel,
Feel like a fish running out a spinning reel,
Bite on a hook and you'll know just what I mean,
That`s what it`s like at the bottom,
That`s what it`s like at the bottom.

It took time to come and make you see,
Life ain`t what it appears to be,
It`s the luck of the draw and the old spinning wheel,
Like a message in a bottle,
Like a message in a bottle.

Watching the sky, with tears in my eyes,
I feel lonely,
Time`s flying by, but I start to smile,
It`s not easy.

Gaze at the sky, with tears in my eyes,
I feel lonely,
Time`s flying by, I start to smile,
It`s not easy.

Takes a fall to land you on your knees,
Kick that ball if it lands right at your feet,
Watch it fly, high above the trees,
Till it lands in tomorrow,
Till it lands in tomorrow,
Till it lands in tomorrow.