Joseph Emerson Bryant

Somewhere Near The Nebraska, Missouri, Iowa Border
I found you there, waiting along the side of that highwayAnd I found you all wet, laying next to a tree as it swayedI found out that world is just temporary...Like this bed, That I have laidAnd I been wondering aroundLooking for some kind of new soundBut all these roads lead me back to hereI found myself again, Just sitting around wait for this storm to passI found myself hanging... Just tripping over how time goes so fastI'm sorry I found just drove on by, I guess its ok your outI found that that storm by night is ok, to find outI been hanging aroundJust looking for a new soundIts alright I'm just waiting for the turn around, the touchdownI'm headed back, I'm headed back again, so all my friends can hear me nowI have found away back home againI find myself in what I have found here.And it's muddy outside of my doorI been hating you for monthsAnd I been here, maybe once or twice beforeGuessing that I'm stuckI guess I'll head back home... Aus Songtexte Mania