Testi Ballad of Oregon - River City Extension

Ballad of Oregon

Of all the things that please you\nYou’d have thought I’d found a way\nThough I probably shouldn’t think of it\nI think most every day\nI know you hear my voice sometimes\nIt’s in a different way\nI feel you in my sleep these nights\nBut lose you come the day-a-hey-hey…\nWhy don’t we go to Oregon\nAnd chase some kind of dream?\nThe sky feels bigger in the country\nAnd I could use some room to breathe\nWell, I’ve never felt so lonely\nAs I do when you’re with me\nI’ll be whistling about my secrets\nI’ll get naked with the trees\nI’ll be breaking through the winter\nCatching glimpses through the seams\nOne more time, singing\nOver the line\nThat I want something that just isn’t mine\nBut I do…\nGet into whiskey\nAnd I’ll settle my mind\nOh, the way things were was treating everyone just fine\nAnd now for you…\nStretching all my thoughts\nAbout as far as they can go\nLet me occupy my mind\nLet me pacify my soul\nIf I’m every feeling crazy\nFind the words to let you know\nThink I might stop my boyish stutter\nThink I’d learn to let you go\nThink I’d make it through the winter\nThink I’d find some room to grow\nOh, these are the debts we think we know\nTo wanting something I am losing touch with\nThings I’ll never live to hold\nSo I am sending out a message\nI’ll get through to you somehow\nI’ll surround myself with everything\nThat occupies me now\nI get drunk and I get reckless\nI get scared and I get stoned\nOh, I get scared when I’m alone\nI guess I thought you would’ve known\nI guess I figured it had shown\nStill…\nEverytime I leave you\nIt gets difficult to find my way back home\n(There's got to be another choice,\nThere’s got to be an answer on your own)\nEverytime I see you\nIt gets difficult to leave these things alone\nEverytime I leave you\nIt gets difficult to find my way back home\n(There's got to be another choice,\nThere’s got to be an answer on your own)\nEverytime I see you\nIt gets difficult to leave these things alone\nOne more time, singing\nOver the line\nThat I want something that just isn’t mine\nBut I do…\nGet into whiskey\nAnd I’ll settle my mind\nGet in the car\nI kiss my folks, my friends goodbye\nAnd say I do…