Artist: The Mountain Goats
Release: 2023-10-27
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Jenny was a warrior, Jenny was a thief Jenny hit the corner clinic begging for relief Never thought we'd see the day When she wiggled free But she did Long before we did Nights in crackling emerald Signal hot and live Fastest in production As of 1985 Didn't guess we'd ever come To dread that engine's roar But she did Long before we did Nobody will ever know for certain The names of all the secrets She held back behind the curtain Jenny came to get me She'd been gone for several years Aging motorcycles purr like cats when they grow near I was crying, I could barely make the frame out through my tears She did Long before we did She did Long before we did Jenny, you did Long before I did
Nobody's ever gonna pour Plaster in my tracks My exit will be clean When I vanish from the scene You won't find any thumbprints To dust your powder into Just mute donkeys still as statues In each saloon I've been through Going to Dallas As far as anybody knows Maybe Montana Depending on the way the wind blows No blinking red light on the line tonight Or any night out in the future Kiss the people you hold dear Forget that I was ever here If word should reach you from the field Be cool Try not to talk out of school Make them beat it out of you if they want it Live like a pack mule Going to Dallas As far as anyone's concerned Maybe Montana Depending on the way the roads turn And if they steer me wrong I'm just going to play along Remember this when the time comes Try to let it soften the blow Let me go, to no Haven anyone would yearn for Burn a hole in something for me Turn around and let me go free Going to Dallas In the morning when the wind is fair Maybe Montana If I've got enough gas to get there
On the morning when I stop looking back I’ll be up to see the sunrise in deep bruised black And bright blood red, and pale desert rose And several other colors like those Great pirates testing the waves Great pirates testing the waves Everybody gone from here May you all emerge free and clear And may you do some good where you go High in the hands of the crosswinds, or in the arms of the undertow Great pirates testing the waves Great pirates testing the waves And calling the roll— let’s see: Just me And checking the rigging before Heading off to war Peach rose black sky up early Carry what I need to carry Bury what I have to bury Dancing, whistling, singing past the cemetery Great pirates testing the waves Great Great pirates Great pirates testing the waves Great Great pirates Great pirates testing the waves