Lyrics

[Verse 1] It's ryegrass in the wintertime, flowers in the spring But Texas in the summer is nigh on suffering I went up on Jackson Hill, at a diner I sat down And I waved at every stranger just to move the air around It's long to ride for the little I gain [Verse 2] Hey when I left that Brooklyn girl, I never thought it through She had silk brocade in her bedroom and a job that paid for two Think I'll get down the old guitar and see what I may find Take a dollar off some lawyer on the number seven line It's long to ride for the little I gain [Verse 3] These New York folks'll treat you kind when your wallet's in your hand But a six-string on your shoulder could be the devil's brand They'll put themselves above you but for all their strut And brag I'd trade every brick on Wall Street for one Black Mountain Rag It's long to ride for the little I gain [Verse 4] A road back to my boyhood, if I could only go There's a little girl that stole my heart and I think she'd like to know But the road it goes but one way and the only goal in sight Is to make a bit more in the daytime than I drink down at night It's long to ride for the little I gain [Verse 5] They say the Norfolk girls are fair and they all sing right on key But I went down and never found one sang as good as me And they say that there's a wondrous land for any good man that dies And if it's got drink and women well then I'll be surprised It's long to ride for the little I gain