Terry Allen - Wolfman Of Del Rio lyrics

Well He took his first release On a highway In a 1953 green Chevrolet An he was carryin and awful load For just a 15 year old 'Til he laid his mind On the center line An turned up the radio Goin a hundred miles an hour Down the blue asphaltum line Listenin to the Wolfman of Del Rio An He didn't give a damn About the trouble he was in Yeah deep down in his soul He just wanted卼o go An you can tell by the look on his face He's all caught up with the need To trade in some emptied out spaces For some speeeeeeed An that good ol' American Dream An She took her first release On the back seat Of a 1961 black V-8 Ford An she just give up al control On that vinyl tuck-and-roll Breathin hard With a dark-eyed boy That she barely even knowed Goin a hundred miles an hour Down the blue asphaltum line Listenin to the Wolfman of Del Rio An She didn't give a damn About the trouble she'd get in Yeah deep down in her soul She just wanted卼o flow An you can tell by the paint on her face She's all made-up for the need To trade in some emptied out places For some speeeeeeed An that good ol' American Dream An Now they circle one another Armed with the lives from their past An They fight to the d**h for their lies 'Til the bad feelings pa** Then they sit An they smoke An they drink An they talk an talk an talk an talk And then they stalk around Like they're lookin for something they've lost But can never again be found And it's crazy Yeah crazy in the backyards the bedrooms the kitchens Crazy out in the streets Ahhh Through all their cities And even smaller towns An It most certainly seems Some disease of the dreams Has been goin 'round Yes It most certainly seems Some disease of the dreams Has been goin 'round Goin a hundred miles an hour Down the blue asphaltum line Listenin to the Wolfman of Del Rio