Subdude, here's another one for ya:
Telephone Road
Rodney Crowell
Rain came down in sheets of thunder
Lightning bolts split pine trees down to the roots
In the shadow of the Astrodome
With a hurricane coming on strong
We used to hit the streets and go swimming in our birthday suits
Skiing in a bar ditch behind a Moped
Thirteen stitches on the corner of a sardine can
We were dirt poor Houston kids
Our whole family living on the skids
But we always had a nickel for the coming of the ice cream man
Mosquito truck blowing up DDT
Barefoot heathens running wild and free
Air raid buzzer at a noon day scream
Living in a dream on Telephone Road
I used to love them cherry cokes
down at the Prince's Drive-In
The cheeseburgers taste so good I about come untied
There's a China Tree I remember
I used to climb in and out of my window
The night I left was on the day before my grandma died
Sawdust spread out on a dance hall floor
jukebox ripping at an all out roar
Barmaid smiling at a 10-cent tip
living is a trip on Telephone Road
Magnolia garden bandstand on the very front row
Johnny Cash, Carl Perkins and The Killer putting on a show
Six years old and just barely off my daddy's knee
when those rockabilly rebels sent the devil running through me
Drive-in movie in the trunk of my car
One-eyed sailor in an icehouse bar
Spit Shine Charlie and ol' Peg Leg Bill
dressed up fit to kill on Telephone Road
Barbecue and beer on ice
A salty watermelon slice
at the Little Taste of Paradise on Telephone Road
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