b.w. stevenson - dry land lyrics
walkin’ down the middle of my song
put you in my hand
’cause i’m trying to find my way back home
while i’m wand’ring through a wasteland
party’s all gone just to him and it’s talk
but you know something we want some
and i sure would stumble through the darkness
i’m stepping to the morning sun
baby, it’s a dry, dry land
and you know i keep rollin’ on
yes, it’s a dry, dry land
but i got to keep a+rolling on and on and on
well, you can step on a plane to kansas city
or just a+ridin’ on a flyin’ greyhound
lookin’ for a place to hide myself
for i don’t know what i found
watchin’ this in america
politicians goin’ right
if you wanna feel like a long movie reel
oh, don’t n0body need a broken ride
and it’s a dry, dry land
and you know i keep rollin’ on, on, on, yeah, now i go on
yes, it’s a dry, dry land
but i got to keep a+rolling on and on
yeah, you can talk to a man about his cadillac
get permission to rob his keys
he don’t care you know where i been
even if it’s between in the sheets
he’s in the mood and he’s been to sue
you know that’s the spot
he’s a regular man from the midwest
and he can pick up why the bus won’t stop
oh, it’s a dry, dry land
and you know i keep rollin’ on
yes, it’s a dry, dry land
but i got to keep a+rolling on home
yes, it’s a dry, dry land
and i got to keep rolling on and on
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