John Calvin Abney - Good Luck and High Tide
I'm going to ride Point ReyesAll the way to Fairbanks
learn to be a patient man
and when I get there
Someone will have me a chair
Open the doors, strike up the band
Chorus:
In a New York minute
In a country mile
I'm taking my own time
It'll probably be awhile
Standing on the outside
Always looking in
Not seeing who I am
Only what I could have been
With a heart, a red light that wouldn't turn
But like good luck or high tide,
I'll return
Feels like a life between
You can call it history
Carried away by the minute hand
I know what fell through mine
Washed up in the shoreline
Of a broken promised land
Like good luck or high tide,
I'll return
I'll return
Written by:
John Calvin Abney
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