Gillian Welch - Wrecking Ball Lyrics
Well now, boys, I'm a rollin stone.That's what I was when I just left home.I took every secret that I'd ever knownAnd headed for the wallLike a wrecking ball.Started down a little road of sinPlayin bass under a pseudonym.The days were rough, and it's all quite dim,But my mind cuts through it allLike a wrecking ball.Oh, just a little dead headWho is watching,Who is watching.I's just a little dead head.Got a daughter on a scholarship.I got tired and let my hearing slip.And I's a farmer in a poor (?)With a weed that I recallLike a wrecking ball.I met a lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin.She showed me colors I'd never seenAnd drank the bottom out of my canteenThen left me in the fallLike a wreckin ball.Standin there in the morning mist,And tug a cord at the end of my wrist.Yes, I remember when we first kissed,Though it was nothin at allLike a wreckin ball.Hey, boys, a little dead headWho is watching,Who is watching.I's just a little dead head,With too much trouble for me to shake.Oh, the weather and the blinded acheWas riding high until the eighty-nine quakeHit the Santa Cruz Garden MallLike a wreckin ball.
