Pine For Cedars

She might be wearing

A green Chamise

And a hat that she bought

'Cause it matches her jeans

And the water she drinks

Oh it comes from the stream

By the house she might win

In that hospital lottery

And I might be stumbling

And cursing them all

When she picks me up

From the place that we both call

Disaster relief

For the rent must be paid

By the first of the month

Or in my case fifteenth

This is good

As far as I can tell

It's still heavy as hell

When it's good

And I do like the road

But I'd be better at home

I will pine for the oak streets

And pine for the cedars and you

Been around I suppose

I have chatted and chewed

I have loved my guitar

To the nice cafe blues

And when I come home

I am coming home

To this street

And these avenues

This is good

But as far as I can tell

It's still heavy as hell

When it's good

And I do like the road

But I'd be better at home

I will pine for the oak streets

Pine for the cedars and you