Poor Valley Radio

Lyrics

I smell the smoke I feel the flames So pull the truck into the garage A hold all full of cash & a change of name We're heading back to poor valley Dark haired true lover on the whispering radio A message from the heart of the world Back in Poor Valley one lonely orphan child Is riding the airwaves into space When the house burnt down She came back to town Smoke still on her clothes She bought a new guitar And planned to stay right here Roots deep in the ground We nudged the car beneath a shady apple tree And said our vows in the backseat When I die baby will your bury me up on the hill Standing upright in a glass coffin So I can see the land That slipped right through my hands And we'll stay here in Poor Valley It's not where I belong But things kept going wrong Everyone I had is gone Well she got drunk...She got sick Her hands seized up...Her voice got paper thing Now who in the world is gonna help? Those songs aren't gonna sign themselves