Two of a Kind
album: Drifter's Wind (1985), track 8 of 10
author: John Ims
publisher: Rites of Passage/Variena Music, BMI © 1985
Being on the road without a friend Can make you feel life's loneliness In a voice that rides the wind Streaming 'cross the airwaves in a simple country song One that you don't hear until the moon is full and bright It was Texas once again The one about the good old boy caught rememberin' Images of childhood and the places he had been Caught up in his questions wondering where it all would end CHORUS Just another midnight on the highway Houston in the distance Seems I'm always leaving love behind Singing along with someone whose soul is on the radio Sounds like me and the good old boy are two of a kind Two of a kind Sounds like me and the good old boy are two of a kind Bedding down in a cheap hotel Puts you in touch with an emptiness pickers know too well Comes on strong as you drop your boots And you sit up on the bed Trying to keep your thoughts from dancing All around your head Then you fumble with the dial Until you hear that melody singing sad and sweet There you are again with him somewhere down the line Feeling just a little better now as you hear the guitar whine CHORUS (X3) Two of a kind Sounds like me and the good old boy are two of a kind Two of a kind Sounds like me and the good old boy are two of a kind
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