Forever Green
Ian Felice, James Felice
Well my shirt is sweaty
In my smoky Chevrolet
Reeling from cocaine
I hear crickets talking
Now I hear pool stick chalkin’
I must be in some bar room baby
Well the band that’s following me
I can hear them hollerin
Dyin’ to catch me
I could run forever
If you’d undo this leather strapped around me
Oh please take me up to your room
Your Grandma was a country singer
I’d love to have seen her
Making some bar room swing
I can see you doing that
If you had a Stetson hat
And an electric guitar to sing with
May you stay forever green
Like the country between us
Far after our hands unfold
And I bid farewell
In that old stairwell
Leadin’ to the narrow road
Oh please take me up to your room