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