Sun Wave Mountain Cave - Crown Lands
Got a few hours ahead of meA whole lot more behind
A lonesome little cabin just beyond the next ridgeline
Came up north to chop some wood, make some coin, be a man
But all I got was these scars and the loss of my right hand
My best friend Gil, it's funny, he couldn't swim
He only comes to mind when I'm drunk or feeling dim
He fell in that river and was carried away
How I wish it was me and poor ol' Gil could a stayed
Memories
Cling to me
Like snow to pine
Let me shed this
Skin I'm in so
I can join them Northern Lights
My Sweet Louanne, she made the best damn eggs around
Sunrise and see God in the swirl of them black coffee grounds
The camps barber John could barely steady his hands
But give 'im three shots of rye and he'd turn you into Dapper Dan
Memories
Cling to me
Like snow to pine
Let me shed this
Skin I'm in so
I can join them Northern Lights
When I set out from Crosslake I was fresh faced and green
Crawling back from the Itasca I was loaded, threadbare and lean
With eyes made of coal and a thirst for hard times
Burning bridges and warrants across county lines
Memories
Cling to me
Like snow to pine
Let me shed this
Skin I'm in so
I can join them Northern Lights
Written by:
Andrew Brace
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