Valley Road

Short tables, no slop eight ball

Line of crank off his gold top Les Paul

Woke you up, set you right

Kept you talkin' to the middle of the next night.

He had the stance, major attitude

Vibrato you could o' thrown a cat through

A little much, a little heavy

I guess the world just wasn't ready.

Just a ghost from back a long time ago

Blue-eyed shadow, you never mention anymore

Nothin' ventured, nothin' saved

You poured it out like bourbon on a fresh grave.

And learned your lesson well

We learned your lesson well.

No helmet or a care in the world

Bein' such a bad little girl

Your face buried in the back of his shirt

Shut your eyes and you'll never get hurt on the Valley road.

Black walls, looking through the front door

Mirror ball in the middle of the dance floor

And in the dream it's still the same

But in the daylight none of that remains.

Waking up to the cold hard facts

Seems like everybody's livin' in the third act

That's how it happens, it's kinda weird

The whole scene just disappeared.

We learned our lesson well

We learned our lesson well.

He missed a curve on his hard tail sled

Nothin' broken 'cept for his head

You know it's kinda fittin' somehow

Hard to picture what he'd look like now.

You learned your lesson well

You learned your lesson well.

You learned your lesson well

You learned your lesson well.

No helmet or a care in the world

Bein' such a bad little girl

Your face buried in the back of his shirt

Shut your eyes and you'll never get hurt.

Flying in the Papago Wind

Half way to Gila Bend

No helmet or a care in the world

Bein' such a bad little girl on the Valley road.