State Line
You say, A long time ago like it's a long-gone time
I held the straight and narrow, your hand in mine
It was easy in the evening, tougher come day
I made it hard on you-I let you get away
Still, I hold close every word sincere
For they ring true all the way from here
You called my name until it felt like mine
And you towed my blame right across the old state line
Down at the harbor they're hauling in line
Once where I was working double-shift overtime
Overtime, but those days are through
I spend my time with my mind on you
We used to light it up at the break of dawn
And you can write it up to good times gone
Me in my weakness, and you full-grown
We would light it up, headed home
It's too true, baby, yes it's too true, honey
So many a good thing, wake up and find it gone
But when the nights get long and cold as these
I'll be thinking of you even if you don't think of me
Autor(es): The Americans