East Jesus America
James Monger
We're taking back October's roads
We've found a place where no one goes
And it's just around the back door
And just a stone's throw East of Jesus
Long nights and Autumn breezes
And it breaks my heart just being there, it's true...
It was founded when the world was young
It was passed on down from moon to sun
And it's miles away from Motown
But when the stars shine drunk with summer
Hold back the hair of your lover
Yeah, it breaks my heart just being there, it's true...
There's a flicker in your headlights
And an owl in the sky
You're gonna make your mother cry
Be still you front porch dreamers
Bring down the lamp!
We'll sleep in the chicory
Let go the tail of the century
Yeah, it breaks my heart just being there, it's true...