Buffalo River Home (In the Style of John Hiatt) (Performance Track with Demonstration Vocals)-Done Again

[ti:Buffalo River Home (In the Style of John Hiatt) (Performance Track with Demonstration Vocals)] [ar:Done Again] [al:Buffalo River Home (In the Style of John Hiatt) (Performance Track with Demonstration Vocals)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Buffalo River Home (In the Style of John Hiatt) (Performance Track with Demonstration Vocals) - Done Again (又一次乐队) [00:03.14](In the Style of John Hiatt) (Performance Track with Demonstration Vocals) [00:06.95] [00:09.76]I've been taking off and landing [00:11.74] [00:13.09]But this airports closed [00:14.99] [00:17.37]And how much thicker this fog is gone [00:20.46]Get God only knows [00:23.15] [00:26.92]Just when you think that got a grip [00:29.86] [00:30.55]Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip [00:34.12] [00:35.21]As if you ever knew [00:37.00]What it was taking you down the line [00:41.40] [00:41.96]Tearing through the cottonwoods and bus shelters [00:45.46] [00:46.33]Of the south running helter skeletal [00:50.27]Down through the Mississippi delta [00:53.69] [00:54.25]With no place to call your own [00:57.57] [00:58.21]Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings [01:02.14] [01:03.26]All along the paint was peeling [01:06.12] [01:06.68]Down to an Indian blanket on a pony [01:09.85] [01:10.42]With no rider in the flesh and bone [01:13.88] [01:15.51]Looking for his buffalo river home [01:19.96] [01:29.30]I've been circling the wagons down at times square [01:34.16] [01:36.70]Trying to fill up this hole in my soul [01:40.35] [01:40.94]But nothing fits there [01:42.48] [01:46.29]Just when you think you can let it rip [01:49.21] [01:49.81]You're pounding the pavement in [01:51.99]Your daddy's wingtips [01:53.39] [01:54.37]As if you had some place better to go [01:57.26] [01:57.95]Or a better way to get there [02:01.18]Tearing through the cottonwoods and bus shelters [02:04.73] [02:05.81]Of the south running helter skeletal [02:09.55]Down through the Mississippi delta [02:13.00] [02:13.64]With no place to call your own [02:16.80] [02:17.49]Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings [02:21.39] [02:22.57]All along the paint was peeling [02:25.90]Down to an Indian blanket on a pony [02:28.98] [02:29.68]With no rider in the flesh and bone [02:33.15] [02:34.77]Looking for his buffalo river home [02:39.35] [02:56.60]Now there's only two things in life [02:59.62]But I forget what they are [03:01.61] [03:04.00]It seems were either hanging on [03:06.07]A moonbeams coat tails [03:08.19]Or wishing on stars [03:09.70] [03:13.66]Just when you think that you've been gypped [03:16.53] [03:17.21]The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip [03:21.16]And you run off and join the circus [03:23.74] [03:24.54]Yeah you just let that pony ride [03:28.03] [03:28.54]Tearing through the cottonwoods and bus shelters [03:32.14] [03:33.25]Of the south running helter skeletal [03:37.02]Down through the Mississippi delta [03:40.86]With no place to call your own [03:44.15] [03:44.88]Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings [03:48.75] [03:49.74]All along the paint was peeling [03:53.29]Down to an Indian blanket on a pony [03:57.06]With no rider in the flesh and bone [04:00.53] [04:02.16]Looking for his buffalo river home [04:06.72] [04:10.40]Looking for his buffalo river home