Lost the Trail

by SPUR!

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released August 31, 2012

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SPUR! Portland, Oregon

"Next, a cover of Ernest Tubb's Driving Nails has everyone drinking followed by an almost signature cover for SPUR!, Ghost Riders in the Sky. Something beautiful and strange is in the room: weird whistles and chimes, sad stringed instruments and haunting rhythms, music composed of dark fragments of a lost western dream.... in other words SPUR!" Scot Casey WHAT'S UP! September 2012 ... more

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Track Name: Drifting Cowboy
Drifting Cowboy

10,000 miles alone and from home
Bad coffee and diesel from here to Tucson
El Paso to Nashville the road it is long
When you're brushing your teeth in a truck stop bathroom
In a truck stop bathroom

If you're thinking about leaving your thinking is all wrong
There's a dead end road on that road where you're going
Park your rig at the ranch cause that's where it belongs
Instead of chasing the wind like an old country song
Like an old country song

There's a dime in the jukebox at the bar in your town
A lady with boots and long hair hanging round
A cowboy who's waiting with his feet on the ground
But your head's in the clouds nowhere to be found
Nowhere to be found

Well I'm leaving tomorrow don't know where I'm bound
Maybe Albany or New Orleans
When I'm thinking about Utah my thinking's not sound
From thinking and drinking and drifting around
I'm just drifting around
Track Name: Back in the Saddle
Back in the Saddle

Well I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back in the saddle again
These dusty old bones that I live in
won't win against the wind
But I'm back in the saddle again

Well I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back in the saddle again
The mountains may rise to bury
the dead at the foot of my bed
But I'm back in the saddle again

Well I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back in the saddle again
There's a track in the trail to the night
where I've been that's worn thin
But I'm back in the saddle again

Cause this dusty old town that I live in
with my friends is my friend
So I'm back in the saddle again