Mickey Newbury - "33rd of August" lyrics
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33rd of August
Lord today theres no salvation
The bands packed up and gone
Left me standing with my penny in my hand
Theres a big crowd at the station where a blind man sings his songs
But he can see what they can't understand
Its the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touchin' down
Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound
Lord today theres no salvation
The bands packed up and gone
Left me standing with my penny in my hand
Theres a big crowd at the station where a blind man sings his songs
But he can see what they can't understand
Its the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touchin' down
Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound
Once I stumbled through the darkness tumbled to my knees
A thousand voices screamin' in my brain
Woke up in a squad car busted down for vagrancy
Outside my cell as sure as hell it looked like rain
But now I put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain
Guess I killed my violent nature with a smile
Though the demons danced and sung their songs within my fevered brain
Not all my God-like thoughts Lord were defiled
Its the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touchin' down
Eight days from Sunday find me Saturday bound
A thousand voices screamin' in my brain
Woke up in a squad car busted down for vagrancy
Outside my cell as sure as hell it looked like rain
But now I put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain
Guess I killed my violent nature with a smile
Though the demons danced and sung their songs within my fevered brain
Not all my God-like thoughts Lord were defiled
Its the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touchin' down
Eight days from Sunday find me Saturday bound