It's too dark to put the keys in my ignition,
And the mornin' sun is yet to climb my hood ornament.
But before too long I might see those flashing red lights
Look out, mama, 'cause I'm comin' home tonight.
Think I'll roll another number for the road,
I feel able to get under any load.
Though my feet aren't on the ground,
I been standin' on the sound
Of some open-hearted people goin' down.
I'm not goin' back to woodstock for a while,
Though I long to hear that lonesome hippie smile.
I'm a million miles away from that helicopter day
No, I don't believe I'll be goin' back that way.
Think I'll roll another number for the road,
I feel able to get under any load.
Though my feet aren't on the ground,
I been standin' on the sound
Of some open-hearted people goin' down.
| 1 | Stupid Girl |
| 2 | Down By The River |
| 3 | Like A Hurricane |
| 4 | Grandpa's Interview |
| 5 | Falling From Above |
| 6 | Sun Green |
| 7 | Weight Of The World |
| 8 | Tom Dooley |
| 9 | Crime In The City |
| 10 | Blue Eden |