jumbotown - black hills lyrics
good folk come together
they like the ones they know
this jukebox comes alive
blasting out the old banjo
he rolls in like a river
those places off the grid
where people do the dances
that their parents did
crying strings above
our poor hearts take flight
sometimes when of the mind
he’ll go on through the night
it’s a one man show alright
honed to deliver thrills
money for food and gas
to make it over the next hill
it’s a one man show alright
honed to deliver thrills
money for food and gas
to make it over the next hill
crazy delta rhythms
soar above the rest
english ballad scrolls
and the sound of the weird west
he rolls in like a river
those places off the grid
where people do the dances
that their parents did
that their parents did
where people do the dances
that their parents did
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