Widespread Panic - Pilgrams Lyrics
Transcribed by: Brian Whitman Black cat crossed our pathOn little fog feetThere's crows riding beside my windowWe left superstition on the roadsideA few cities agoThey spent our souls, maybeBut they didn't take our smilesWe listen, we shake, the radioThere's a sweet corn princess smilingTo the words on the glassRemember we stopped for tamales last time?But now the lights from the townAre fading with radioThere's another song playingAnd we can hear itIn the wind outsideWe listen, we shake to the radioWe listen, to the radioLittle black kitty crossed our pathWearing little fog feetAnd the crows they're just driftersThrough my windowLate night cities lights are growing sharperAnd there's another songI see pouring from the lookIn your eyesWe listen, we shake to the radioWe listen, we shake, to the radio, radio