Rodney Crowell - Telephone Road lyrics

Rain came down in endless sheets of thunder Lightnin' bolts split pine trees down to the roots In the shadow of the Astrodome with a hurricane comin' on strong We used to hit the streets and go swimming in our birthday suits Skiing in a bar ditch behind a moped 13 stitches on the corner of a sardine can We were dirt poor Houston kids our whole family living on the skids But we always had a nickel for the comin' of the ice cream man Mosquito truck blowing up DDT Barefoot heathens running wild and free Air raid buzzer at a noon-day scream Living in a dream on Telephone Road I used to love them cherry Cokes down at the Prince's Drive-In And the cheeseburgers taste so good I like to come untied There's a Chinaberry tree I remember I used to climb in and out of my window The night I left was on the day before my Grandma died Sawdust spread out on a dance hall floor Jukebox ripping at an all-out roar Barmaid smiling at a 10 cent tip Living is a trip on Telephone Road Magnolia Garden bandstand on the very front row Johnny Cash, Carl Perkins and the k**er puttin' on a show Six years old and just barely off my daddy's knee When those rockabilly rebels sent the Devil running right through me A drive-in movie in the trunk of my car A one-eyed sailor in an ice house bar Split-shine Charlie and ol' Peg-leg Bill are dressed up fit to k** on Telephone Road Telephone Road, Telephone Road Barbecue and beer on ice A salty watermelon slice at the Little Taste of Paradise On Telephone Road