Robert Peterson - Pride Of Cucamonga lyrics

[Verse 1] Out on the edge of an empty highway Howling at the blood on the moon Big diesel Mack come rolling down my way Can't hit that border too soon Running hard out of Muskrat Flats It was sixty days or double life Hail on my back like a shotgun blast High wind chimes in the night [Chorus] Oh, oh, oh, the Pride of Cucamonga Oh, oh bitter olives in the sun Oh, oh I had me some loving and I done some time [Verse 2] Since I came down from Oregon There's a lesson or two I've learned By standing in the road alone Standing watching the fires burn The northern sky it stinks with greed You can smell it for miles around Good old boys in the Greystone Hotel Sitting doing that git on down [Chorus] Oh, oh the Pride of Cucamonga Oh, oh silver apples in the sun Oh, oh I had me some loving, and I done some time [Verse 3] I see your silver shining town But I know I can't go there Your streets run deep with poisoned wine Your doorways crawl with fear So I think I'll drift for old where it's at Where the weed grows green and fine And wrap myself around a bush of that bright, whoa, on Oaxaca vine [Chorus] Yes, it's me, I'm the Pride of Cucamonga I can see golden forests in the sun Oh, oh I had me some loving, and I done some time