So today I talked to Molly on the phone for like over a hour. Its good to hear her voice. I cant wait to see her again, It should be in late July or early August. This time I will stay longer and spend as much time as possible with her. Then I wont get to see her until Feb which makes me sad thinking about it.
All just to get to you by Joe Ely
I have stumbled on the plains
Staggard in the wind
Stood at a crossroads or two
cried to a river
swepted to a sea
All just to get to you
I have flagged a yellow cab
Hopped a rusty freight
Sang till my lips turned blue
Flown a sliver bird
On top of the clouds
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
Played too rough
I gave my Love
Not near enough
I bled too red
cried too blue
I beat my fist against the moon
All just to get to you
I have run from ST Paul
to Wichita falls
called you from sunny Banton Rouge
hocked everything
from my watch to my ring
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
Played too rough
I gave my Love
Not near enough
I bled too red
cried too blue
I beat my fist against the moon
All just to get to you
From the California Shore
where the mighty ocean roars
to land of the Hopi and the Sioux
I walked the desert sands
Crossed the Rio Grande
All just to get to you
I have stumbled on the plains
Staggard in the wind
Stood at a crossroads or two
cried to a river
swepted to a sea
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
Played too rough
I gave my Love
Not near enough
I bled too red
cried too blue
I beat my fist against the moon
All just to get to you
All just to get to you by Joe Ely
I have stumbled on the plains
Staggard in the wind
Stood at a crossroads or two
cried to a river
swepted to a sea
All just to get to you
I have flagged a yellow cab
Hopped a rusty freight
Sang till my lips turned blue
Flown a sliver bird
On top of the clouds
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
Played too rough
I gave my Love
Not near enough
I bled too red
cried too blue
I beat my fist against the moon
All just to get to you
I have run from ST Paul
to Wichita falls
called you from sunny Banton Rouge
hocked everything
from my watch to my ring
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
Played too rough
I gave my Love
Not near enough
I bled too red
cried too blue
I beat my fist against the moon
All just to get to you
From the California Shore
where the mighty ocean roars
to land of the Hopi and the Sioux
I walked the desert sands
Crossed the Rio Grande
All just to get to you
I have stumbled on the plains
Staggard in the wind
Stood at a crossroads or two
cried to a river
swepted to a sea
All just to get to you
I ran too hard
Played too rough
I gave my Love
Not near enough
I bled too red
cried too blue
I beat my fist against the moon
All just to get to you
alula:
DONT FORGET ABOUT PIRATE!!!
Molly
