Homesick blues

Look out kid, they keep it all hid.

You lose yourself, you reappear
You suddenly find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand with nobody near
When a trembling distant voice, unclear
Startles your sleeping ears to hear
That somebody thinks
They really found you.

Upon four legged forest clouds
The cowboy angel rides

That's the one Ed. No question about it. That really got my attention.

So I forced my hands in my pockets
And felt with my thumbs,
And gallantly handed her
My very last piece of gum.

I put my fingers against the glass
And bowed my head and cried