Rodney Crowell - Telephone Road Lyrics
Rain came down in endless sheets of thunderLightnin' bolts split pine trees down to the rootsIn the shadow of the Astrodome with a hurricane comin' on strongWe used to hit the streets and go swimming in our birthday suitsSkiing in a bar ditch behind a moped13 stitches on the corner of a sardine canWe were dirt poor Houston kids our whole family living on the skidsBut we always had a nickel for the comin' of the ice cream manMosquito truck blowing up DDTBarefoot heathens running wild and freeAir raid buzzer at a noon-day screamLiving in a dream on Telephone RoadI used to love them cherry Cokes down at the Prince's Drive-InAnd the cheeseburgers taste so good I like to come untiedThere's a Chinaberry tree I remember I used to climb in and out of my windowThe night I left was on the day before my Grandma diedSawdust spread out on a dance hall floorJukebox ripping at an all-out roarBarmaid smiling at a 10 cent tipLiving is a trip on Telephone RoadMagnolia Garden bandstand on the very front rowJohnny Cash, Carl Perkins and the Killer puttin' on a showSix years old and just barely off my daddy's kneeWhen those rockabilly rebels sent the Devil running right through meA drive-in movie in the trunk of my carA one-eyed sailor in an ice house barSplit-shine Charlie and ol' Peg-leg Bill are dressed up fit to kill on Telephone RoadTelephone Road, Telephone RoadBarbecue and beer on iceA salty watermelon slice at the Little Taste of ParadiseOn Telephone Road
