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A little ways up the interstatepassed Winslow County Linehalf a mile from Prince's Dairy Farmoff old rural route 9just passed the graveyardwhere the road starts to bendmake a left on a gravel roadand all the way down the endnext to a rusted old mailboxwith nobody's namea concrete foundationis about all that remainsof a house that I lived inand that was so long agoback when I had it alldown on Violin Road.See, I had me a girl back thena little place all our ownwas a handy man specialsure felt like homehomemade curtains in the windowsnothin' hangin' on the wallsdidn't have a very big bank accountman, but we had it allsecond hand sofaSongtextean old color TVit was alright with babywell it was alright with mesittin' home in the eveningswatchin' The Antiques Roadshowand all was as it should have beendown on Violin Road.Then one April eveningshe said her goodbyeand packed up her suitcasewhen i asked her whyshe said"the more I look for reasonsthe more I'm spinnin' my wheels"sometimes you just can't explainall them things that you feelbut I stood in the doorwaythe night black as coaland i can't remembereven feelin' that coldand the loneliest feelin'that I ever knowedwas watchin' the taillights disappearfrom Violin RoadSo I took to the whiskeyhad me them old broken down bluesstay out all night drinkin'wake up wearin' my shoesone night closin' Joe's Placestumbled home drunk and tiredfell asleep smokin' a cigarettelost it all in a firethat Winslow hook and ladder comeman they couldn't get a cat out of a treelet alone put a fire outthey could only save mefrom the ambulance windowI watched it go up in smokeain't it just like the love we haddown on Violin RoadWhere she mighta went towell, I'll never knowlost touch with all them friends I hadthat's the way these things golost the job with the countylost the gig with the bandsweepin' floors at Howard's Grocery Storesleepin' in the vanbut as for (indistinguishable)baby, I ain't too hard to findI'm out here every Saturdaycome rain or come shineget a six pack of tall boysand drink 'em real slowdrink to what might have beendown on Violin Road Aus Songtexte Mania