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Can't Find A Way To Get Back To You

Day after day

I try and take it all in

I take a little bit of sorrow

I’ll take a little bit of sin

And when it get’s a little hard

I’ll drink a little bit of gin

But I can’t find a way to get back to you

 

Time after time

It’s the same old scam

The same day old bread

Spread with the same old jam

It’s the same old hitch

In the fool-proof plan

 

But I can’t find a way to get back to you

No I can’t find a way to get back to you

No I can’t find a way to get back to you

 

What a mystery it is

This power to choose

To either fold or fight

To either win or loose

Well I’m fighting a good fight

But I don’t know whose

 

And I can’t find a way to get back to you

No I can’t find a way to get back to you

No I can’t find a way to get back to you

 

When you’re young all you want like hell

Is to get up on two feet and yell

But then you grow up and you ain’t got nuthin;

Nuthin’ nuthin’ nuthin’ nuthin’ to say

And nuthin’ nuthin’ nuthin’ nuthin’ nuthin’ nuthin’ to sell

 

I’ve felt the cold embrace

Of a concert crowd

I’ve sent he holy face

On the holy shroud

Well I’ve heard the purring of a thundercloud

And I can’t find a way to get back to you

No I can’t find a way to get back to you

No I can’t find a way to get back to you

- Philadelphia 2004

Words and music by Devin Greenwood © 2006 Secret Piney Music

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