Silverado Days

Beulah

Me and I

yeah, we're going your way

sound the trumpets and open the gates

no angels there to greet me

they can't breathe

and they won't see me



And I'll do, I'll do,

but a little won't help you now

I'll do



I was a kid and you were my hero

Bathed in rhinestones and brand new chinos

I was young, drunk and easy

We would duel, but our holsters were empty



And I'll do, I'll do,

but a little won't help you now

I'll do



Along the wayside gonna change our names

They're easily replaced

It comes on heavy like a symphony at the cinema



'Cause even though we don't mean what we say

We throw our words like bombs and hand grenades



Arms are weighing like a monument

that comes and goes in time

like highway signs we post along the way

we wonder where they've gone



'Cause even though we don't mean what we say

We throw our words like bombs and hand grenades