Texty: The Felice Brothers. Forever Green.

Well my shirt is sweaty
In my smoky Chevrolet
Reeling from cocaine

I hear crickets talking
Now I hear pool stick chalkin'
I must be in some bar room baby

Well the band that's following me
I can hear them hollerin
Dyin' to catch me

I could run forever
If you'd undo this leather strapped around me

Oh please take me up to your room

Your Grandma was a country singer
I'd love to have seen her
Making some bar room swing

I can see you doing that
If you had a Stetson hat
And an electric guitar to sing with

May you stay forever green
Like the country between us
Far after our hands unfold

And I bid farewell
In that old stairwell
Leadin' to the narrow road

Oh please take me up to your room.