John Ralston "Robert's Bar" |
The Nashville sky could be raining stars How would I know? I'm buried in the back of Robert's Bar Here they go House band starts up another one I step out the back to the Ryman With the words of an Elvis song sliding off my tongue If it's real You can't hold it down I headed for the balcony I want to see, want to see me the way that you see me Here I am back outside for one last smoke The air is getting clean Here they come and they're telling me it's time to go It's time to play my show If it's real You can't hold it down If it's real You can't hold it down You're on my neck You're my good luck charm I'm coming back, coming back to the city with you on my heart Aw, honey, I'm coming home If it's real You can't hold it down If it's real You can't hold it down It down It down It down Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |