A lot of hell got raised But wound up where I was supposed to Making my way making my way to you A lot of beer got drank A lot of nights got long but that was long Before I saw your face Now baby I'm holding on To what I never wanna lose I took a few

I saw your daughter yesterday As I was idle on the porch She slept-walked from your house down the walkway As though she'd done it all before And the moon was out And in her gown beside the riverbed She got down on her knees And wrapped her long hair up