Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Glory Bound

Freedom came my way that night 
just like a jet plane IN and out of sight 
I was hauling ass at a million miles an hour 
wondering how hard I'd hit 
When they came into the station 
they said I was bad beyond repair 
But I got no qualms with my situation 
say here I am 
So say cheri cheri won't you dare to 
say cheri cheri won't you dare to 
leave a message and your number please 
Tie them up all my old fantasies 
Put them in a big red bow and send them care of me 
I'm taking a chance on the wind 
I'm packing all my bags 
Taking a mistake I gotta make 
then I'm glory bound 
So I packed it up and I went to the winds 
and I lived out of a VW bus for a year or two 
Ain't nothing but a pipe dream and my guitar 
livin off of apple fields and old cigars 
Diggin this microphone checking it out every night all alone 
the car battery is dead again so I got my head dead set against it 
So say cheri cheri won't you dare to 
say cheri cheri won't you dare to 
leave a message and your number please 
Take the time to want to satisfy me 
Take all those fantasies and send them care of me 
I'm taking a chance on the wind 
I'm packing all my bags 
Taking a mistake I gotta make 
then I'm glory bound 

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