Still That Never Goes Dry
Love's Eternal Brew: A Gypsy's Melody in Atlanta Night
Lyrics
You won't see my name in marquee lights
You won't find my name in prominent places or the center of attention.
Or in the spotlight, loud and bright
I won't be in the spotlight, drawing attention with noise and brightness.
I'm on this gypsy convoy
I'm part of a traveling group of wanderers.
Don't you know this ole' boy
Recognize that I'm just a regular guy.
Is gonna be landing in Atlanta tonight
I'll be arriving in Atlanta tonight.
If you wanna find me anytime soon
If you're looking for me soon, you'll find me in a smoky bar.
I'll be in a smokey old bar room
I'll be dealing with conflicts in a bar room.
Breakin' up the fights
Attempting to survive the night by preventing fights.
Hopin' I'll survive the night
I'll be heading home as dawn breaks.
I'll be headed home in the morning light
Once I'm on stage, I'll feel a rush.
When I hit that stage I'll get high
Despite that, I'm just an ordinary person.
But honey I'm just another guy
I'm doing my best to avoid sinking into despair.
Doing what I can to keep from sinkin'
Your love is compared to an everlasting source, like drinking from a never-ending still.
'Cause lovin' you's like drinkin'
Expressing a hope that you'll be there for me when I return.
From a still that never goes dry
Anticipating returning home with physical signs of my performance.
I hope you'll be there when I get home
Assuring a gentle and easy encounter with you.
I'll come home dirty and smell of smoke
Suggesting a tranquil moment under the pine trees, possibly sharing a joint.
I'll lay you down real easy
While traveling over Mississippi, acknowledging a potential lack of appreciation for my music.
Upon that mountain breezy
Rejecting the need for Los Angeles, preferring colder environments.
Lay under the pines and have a toke
Expressing a desire to warm you up in intimate moments.
Now I'm over Mississippi, you're probably on the ground
Reiterating the transformative effect of being on stage.
Came out to sing them songs, but they don't like my sound
Despite being an ordinary guy, trying to avoid despair in love.
So, who the hell needs L.A.
Emphasizing the perpetual nature of the emotional struggle, likened to an unending still.
I like it colder anyway
Repeating the acknowledgment that love is like drinking from a source that never runs dry.
To warm you up when I lay you down
Concluding with the metaphor of a still that never goes dry, emphasizing the enduring nature of love.
When I hit that stage I'll get high
Reiterating the theme of highs on stage and the acknowledgment of being an ordinary person.
But honey I'm just another guy
Continuing efforts to prevent sinking into emotional struggles in the pursuit of love.
Doing what I can to keep from sinkin'
Repeatedly comparing the challenges of love to the constant supply from an everlasting still.
'Cause lovin' you's like drinkin'
Expressing a desire for the consistency of love that never runs dry.
From a still that never goes dry
Reiterating the theme of highs on stage and the acknowledgment of being an ordinary person.
When I hit that stage I'll get high
Continuing efforts to prevent sinking into emotional struggles in the pursuit of love.
But honey I'm just another guy
Repeatedly comparing the challenges of love to the constant supply from an everlasting still.
Doing what I can to keep from sinkin'
Expressing a desire for the consistency of love that never runs dry.
'Cause lovin' you's like drinkin'
Repeatedly comparing the challenges of love to the constant supply from an everlasting still.
From a still that never goes dry
Expressing a desire for the consistency of love that never runs dry.
From a still that never goes dry
Repeatedly comparing the challenges of love to the constant supply from an everlasting still.
From a still that never goes dry
Expressing a desire for the consistency of love that never runs dry.
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