Hood River Blues

I ain't young and I ain't pretty
Don't much matter what you think of me
Turns out it don't take long to be forgotten
And I hope you don't remember me

Cause I'll be gone Sunday morning
If it's wrong, that's alright
I'll be stoned by Hood River and it'll be a cold day in hell
Before I walk the line

Ain't done much that I'm real proud of
Never seen much light of day
I know it don't sound like much but I own what I got
And I hope you never hoped I'd stay

Cause I'll be gone Sunday morning
If it's wrong, that's alright
I'll be stoned by Hood River and it'll be a cold day in hell
Before I walk the line

There are those who find joy in making lots of money
Some find peace in the Lord
Some like nothing more than to see their children play
For me there's nothing finer than watching the sun
Come up on the highway