Return of the Grievous Angel - Counting Crows

Won’t you scratch my itch sweet annie rich

And welcome me back to town

Come out on your porch or i’ll step into your parlor

And i’ll show you how it all went down

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels

And a good saloon in every single town

Oh, and i remember something you once told me

And i’ll be damned if it did not come true

Twenty thousand roads i went down, down, down

And they all lead me straight back home to you

`cause i headed west to grow up with the country

Across those prairies with the waves of grain

And i saw my devil

And i saw my deep blue sea

And i thought about a calico bonnet from

Cheyenne to tennessee

We flew straight across that river bridge

Last night a half past two

The switchman wave his lantern goodbye

And so long as we went rolling through

Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel

And now i know just what i have to do

And the man on the radio won’t leave me alone

He wants to take my money for something

That i’ve never been shown

And i saw my devil

And i saw my deep blue sea

And i thought about a calico bonnet from

Cheyenne to tennessee

The news i could bring i met up with the king

On his head an amphetamine crown

He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt

And lighted out for some desert town

Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels

And a good saloon in every single town

Oh, but i remembered something you once told me

And i’ll be damned if it did not come true

Twenty thousand roads i went down, down, down

And they all lead me straight back home to you

Twenty thousand roads i went down, down, down

And they all lead me straight back home to you