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The Prop Wash of a Broken Heart can sure Linger.
But in this new Master, you can appreciate the standout work of the "Drivin' Wheel", Neil Porter. This is from Neil's Rock n Roll Days
But in this new Master, you can appreciate the standout work of the "Drivin' Wheel", Neil Porter. This is from Neil's Rock n Roll Days
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Lyrics
NOTHIN’ DOIN’
LA, San Antone, Santa Fe, too
Pavement’s Hot. Sky is Blue.
How is it they’re all the Same
When I know it ain’t True
Guess I’m Lost again,
Thinkin’ ‘bout You
Why ain’t it over Yet?
This Knife that cuts right through
Lost down in San Antone
Guess I’m still your Fool
Gone Before comes again
Took my seat Today
Stealing from my Heart the things
That I tried to Save
Stranger’s conversation
Makes it to my ears
The shuffling of feet
Now I’m Sure I hear
Ghosts that come in Daytime
To Steal you Life away
Reach out and grab onto something
It’s turning all to Yesterdays
Get me to the Fast Train
Get me to the Aeroplane
Get me to the Somewhere
Where I can Breathe again
London, Paris, New York City, Amsterdam
They’re all just another Stop
When you’re On the Lamb
Caught Believin’ in
The Things you laid to Ruin
From the start
Should have told you
Nothin’ Doin’
Yeah, from the Very Start
Should have told you
Nothin’ Doin’
I see the Best Way to do this
Would have been
Nothin’ Doin’
LA, San Antone, Santa Fe, too
Pavement’s Hot. Sky is Blue.
How is it they’re all the Same
When I know it ain’t True
Guess I’m Lost again,
Thinkin’ ‘bout You
Why ain’t it over Yet?
This Knife that cuts right through
Lost down in San Antone
Guess I’m still your Fool
Gone Before comes again
Took my seat Today
Stealing from my Heart the things
That I tried to Save
Stranger’s conversation
Makes it to my ears
The shuffling of feet
Now I’m Sure I hear
Ghosts that come in Daytime
To Steal you Life away
Reach out and grab onto something
It’s turning all to Yesterdays
Get me to the Fast Train
Get me to the Aeroplane
Get me to the Somewhere
Where I can Breathe again
London, Paris, New York City, Amsterdam
They’re all just another Stop
When you’re On the Lamb
Caught Believin’ in
The Things you laid to Ruin
From the start
Should have told you
Nothin’ Doin’
Yeah, from the Very Start
Should have told you
Nothin’ Doin’
I see the Best Way to do this
Would have been
Nothin’ Doin’
PeterB7858
This jumps out of the speakers, RT. Mastered it is :-) Powerful, electric, Dylanesque guitar-driven song. Plenty doin' - I reckon. Plenty fine, as well. You and Neil are obviously in sync. Thanks, Peter.