Expecting Rain

Well, I headed down to New Orleans, where they treated me like a boy

(from REAL LIVE)

I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.

May you stay forever young

She's 68 but she says she's 24

(s)he's young but (s)he's daily growing

Someday little girl, everything for you is gonna be new
Someday little girl, you’ll have a diamond as big as your shoe

Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north

I had a job in the great north woods

Some people never worked a day in their life
Don't know what work even means.

Well I ain`t gonna work on Maggies farm no more

I'm a-goin' back to Colorado
The place that I've started from
If I'd knowed how bad you'd treat me
Babe, I never would have come

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin’ that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone’s tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D.A.

Then she told us how times were tough and about how she was thinkin’ of
bummin’ a ride back to from where she started
But ya know, she changed the subject every time money came up
She said, “Welcome to the land of the living dead”
You could tell she was so broken hearted
She said, “Even the swap meets around here are getting pretty corrupt”

Go down to the river, babe
Honey, I will meet you there
Go down to the river, babe
Honey, I will pay your fare

I’m going down the river
Down to New Orleans...

I sit here alone
on the banks of the river

I’ve been dreamin’ of you, that’s all I do
And it’s driving me insane

isis oh isis, you mystical child, what drives me to you is what drives me insane.

Like the water that runs down my drain


(does that count? just changed the lyrics a tiny bit, so it would fit:))

I know that fortune is waitin’ to be kind
So give me your hand and say you’ll be mine

You say you're lookin' for someone
Never weak but always strong
To protect you an' defend you
Whether you are right or wrong
Someone to open each and every door
But it ain't me, ginger

I think we better talk this over
Maybe when we both get sober

You want to talk to me,
go ahead and talk.

Well, didn’t I risk my neck for you
Didn’t I take chances?
Didn’t I rise above it all for you
The most unfortunate circumstances?

Well, it's always been my nature to take chances. My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances.