Somewhere in the middle of the Deep South
Magnolias sway in the breeze
To the lonesome sound of a redbone hound
Howlin' at the moon in the trees
There's a sad boy with his guitar
Cuttin' his teeth on the blues
Wishin' on a fallin' star
at 127 Rose Avenue
VERSE 2
Distant moan of a midnight train comes
Blowin' through the night
He dips his pen in tears and pain
And he begins to write
'bout a whippoorwill too blue to fly
and the Indian he once knew
'bout lost highways and purple skies
at 127 Rose Avenue
CHORUS:
Caretaker said as he shook his head
Son, do you believe in ghosts
For a five dollar bill you can feel the chill
He felt long ago
VERSE 3
So I bought me a ticket at the front door
Guess who was there inside
I felt his presence through the whole tour
God I swear, he was alive
I saw the train, I felt the pain
I heard him moanin' the blues
29 years of memories
at 127 Rose Avenue
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Another sad-eyed boy with his guitar
Cuttin' his teeth on the blues
Here I am wishin' on a fallin' star
At 127 Rose Avenue
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