Not Coming Down (10/22/04)
I love that high and lonesome sound
The sweet harmonies through the air do resound
I’ve been to the city I’ve been to the town
And that high lonesome feeling won’t let you down
People pass by me most every day
They look and they laugh, they scoff and they say
He’s just a mess well he’s out and he’s down
But I’m high and I’m lonesome and I’m not coming down
I had me a good job in the mill near Hangtown
Had me a wife and a house in the town
Alice up and left me when the job turned around
So I’m high and I’m homeless but I’m not coming down
Bridge
Well I live on the street and I’ll tell it to you straight
With the filth and the cops and the crime and the hate
But I got me my wine and the rain pourin’ down
So I’m high and I’m lonesome and I’m not ever coming down
I love that high and lonesome sound
The melodies go round in my head they go round
I still got me a shotgun but I lost my poor hound
Well I’m high and I’m lonesome and I’m not coming down
Bridge
Amazing grace how sweet the sound
When those high harmonies through the air do resound
Sometimes I feel lost but right now I’m found
Cause I’m high and I’m lonesome and I’m not coming down
Cause I’m high and I’m lonesome and I’m not coming down
I’m not coming down
