John Francis Mariano - Gasoline Station

God help me!
Well I took a job at a gasoline station
It was a dusty southwestern dive
Two hundred miles to the nearest destination
Good luck making that drive
What I need is a whole lot of patience
Cause I'm losing my mind
Mean ole rattlesnake crawl up your boots

People stop there
Tell me their truths
Tell me so long
Tell me son
High lonesome mesa land
Wind howls from far away
Scullrock canyon make you see things
Dust devils whirl til the sun goes down
Sun go down son
Sun go down
Go down

Hey hey hey hey
Lonesome coyote howls
Lonesome coyote howls
Lonesome coyote howls
Lonesome coyote
tell me tell me tell me Terraplane
tell me tell me tell me son
Up pulls an 28-wheeler the whole world suckled on gasoline.

Written by:
John Mariano

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