Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of The Grievous Angel

by Gram Parsons O Brown

Lucinda vocals/acoustic guitar
David Crosby
Leadon guitar
Chris bass
Spooner Oldham
Michael guitar
Benmont Tench
Fran Breen
Liesz mandolin/lap steel

Won't you scratch my itch Annie Rich
And welcome me back to
Come out on your porch or step into your parlour
And I'll tell you how it all down
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy
And a good in every single town
And I something that you once told me
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And I'll be damned if it did not true
Twenty thousand roads I down, down, down
And they all lead me back home to you
Cause I headed West to grow up the country
Across prairies with those waves of grain
And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep sea
And I thought about a calico from Cheyenne to Tennesee
We flew straight across that river
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 know what I have to do
And the man on the radio leave me alone
He wants to my money for something I've never been shown
And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep sea
And I thought about a calico from Cheyenne to Tennesee
The news I could I met up with the king
On his head an amphetamine
He talked about unbuckling that old belt
And headed out for some desert
Out with the truckers and the and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every town
And I remember something that you once me
And I'll be if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I down down down
And they all me straight back home to you
Twenty thousand roads I went down down
And they all lead me straight back to you

From "The Return Of The Angel"
A To Gram Parsons
Wait And See Music (BMI)