Dave Rawlings Machine - Pilgrim (You Can't Go Home) lyrics

I won't get drunk no more, no more; the old refrain it shines with use While you sop your bread in barley wine and mop your floor in tobacco juice So they kicked you out of paradise, grinned and locked the garden gate What those devils called your greatest sin, Gabriel and I called your great escape Where you gonna run, tell me where will you roam When you can't go home, (you can't go home,) you can't go home, (you can't go home) Oh pilgrim, you can't go home The gilded cage cannot contain the gypsies of the earth The poet and the tumbleweed discuss what rootlessness is worth And pity those who never felt inspiration's cold wet nose And wakes you up out in the ditch where you're tumbling round where the four winds blow The polaroids of Indio show desert flowers entwined Their nakedness has already been blasted by the sands of time But still you thought your sad Jane would wait for you till who knows when But that little girl's got a new tattoo to let you know you can't go home again So spin the wheel of St. Columba's and ride his golden calf Climb up the silver strings of the mandolin till you can hear the angels laugh And if rock and roll is more your thing, go ahead and wear the badge Cause chaos needs another king, a pillar of smoke who don't look back Now I'm dirty and torn, my tails hung out, a ship with tattered sails Been down and out, around the horn to chase the great white whale Across the night and across the day, I save my song for eternity Now here I find you gazing out of the window at St. James infirmary So keep rolling, rolling down that road that you're on Keep rolling, rolling, rolling on Rolling on, rolling on, rolling on… Keep rolling, rolling down that road that you're on Keep rolling, rolling, rolling on