Down the Other Side

Black crow sitting on a whitewashed fence
Sun coming up behind
Drive all night until I can’t see straight
And the road is a crooked line
Counting sheep in a farmer’s field
In the shade of a big Jack pine
Got lost where the roads crisscrossed
And I’m going to be hard to find

It’ll be alright

Red-tailed hawk and a small white cross
High on the Great Divide
Drive on by until the tears I cry
Roll down the other side
Some I lost when a line got crossed
Some I just left behind
Some got lost to a coin toss
Some of the coins were mine

It’ll be alright

White horse standing by a white oak tree
In the cool of the mountainside
Follow the creek and long for a steep
And rocky trail to ride
Edge of town and the clouds come down
I’m looking for a place to hide
Thunderclap in a roadside chapel
Say it’s not my time

No, it’ll be alright

Black crow sitting on a whitewashed fence
Sun coming up behind
Drive all night until I can’t see straight
And the road is a crooked line
Counting sheep in a farmer’s field
In the shade of a big Jack pine
Got lost where the roads crisscrossed
And I’m going to be hard to find

It’ll be alright

©2004 Annie Gallup

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