Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of The Grievous Angel

by Gram Thomas O Brown

Williams vocals/acoustic guitar
David harmony
Bernie guitar
Etheridge bass
Spooner Oldham
Henderson guitar
Benmont Tench
Fran drums
Greig mandolin/lap steel

you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich
And welcome me to town
Come out on your porch or step into your parlour
And I'll tell you how it all down
Out with the and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in single town
And I remember something that you once me
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And be damned if it did not come true
thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight home to you
Cause I headed West to grow up with the
Across those prairies with waves of grain
And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep sea
And I thought about a bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennesee
We flew straight across that bridge
Last night half two
The switchman waved his lantern and good day as we
rolling through
Billboards and pass by the grievous angel
And now I just what I have to do
And the man on the radio won't leave me
He wants to take my money for I've never been shown
And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep sea
And I about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennesee
The news I bring I met up with the king
On his head an amphetamine
He talked unbuckling that old bible belt
And headed out for some town
Out the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in single town
And I remember something that you once me
And I'll be damned if it did not come
thousand roads I went down down down
And all lead me straight back home to you
Twenty thousand I went down down down
And they all me straight back home to you

From "The Return Of The Angel"
A Tribute To Parsons
And See Music (BMI) 1974