Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Damien Jurado
Johnny let's go out riding
To a place outside of town
I go there every Sunday
To watch the sun go down
There's plenty of girls who know you
They've been asking where you've been
Johnny don't disappoint them
They'd all like to you see you away again
Willy, I don't think I'm ready
To leave this house of mine
You go out and tell them
I'm not the social kind
Some men they are lovers
And others the fighting type
Me, I'm in the middle of
Choosing which one I'd like to be
Judy, she's out catching
Rides in passing cars
The memories of me and her
Have burned out like the stars
But me, I'm not disappointed
In knowing that she's free
Someday down the line
I knew she'd one day up and leave
Willy, forget you're troubles
And lay back on the grass
There's no need to get nostalgic
Thinking about the past
What's gone is gone, what's here is now
She standing by a fence
She's wearing a beautiful party dress
And wanting you to dance