I Dream A Highway

Gillian Welch

Oh I dream a highway back to you love

A winding ribbon with a band of gold

A silver vision come and rest my soul

I dream a highway back to you



John he's kicking out the footlights

The Grand Ole Opry's got a brand new band

Lord, let me die with a hammer in my hand

I dream a highway back to you.



I think I'll move down into Memphis

And thank the hatchet man who forked my tongue

I lie and wait until the wagons come

And dream a highway back to you.



The getaway kicking up cinders

An empty wagon full of rattling bones

Moon in the mirror on a three-hour jones,

I dream a highway back to you.



Oh I dream a highway back to you love

A winding ribbon with a band of gold

A silver vison come arrest my soul

I dream a highway back to you.



Which lover are you, Jack of Diamonds?

Now you be Emmylou and I'll be Gram

I send a letter, don't know who I am

I dream a highway back to you.



I'm an indisguisable shade of twilight

Any second now I'm gonna turn myself on

In the blue display of the cool cathode ray

I dream a highway back to you.



I wish you knew me, Jack of Diamonds

Fire-riding, wheeling when I lead em up

Drank whisky with my water, sugar in my tea

My sails in rags with the staggers and the jags

I dream a highway back to you.



Oh I dream a highway back to you love

A winding ribbon with a band of gold

A silver vision come molest my soul

I dream a highway back to you.



Now give me some of what you're having

I'll take you as a viper into my head

A knife into my bed, arsenic when I'm fed

I dream a highway back to you.



Hang overhead from all directions

Radiation from the porcelain light

Blind and blistered by the morning white

I dream a highway back to you.



Sunday morning at the diner

Hollywood trembles on the verge of tears

I watched the waitress for a thousand years

Saw a wheel within a wheel, heard a call wit