Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cherry Lane, artist - Ezra Furman. Date of issue: 06.10.2013
Song language: English
Cherry Lane |
| Past the wounded cars reflecting all their dirty light |
| Past the unnamed bars, the unnamed prisoners of the night |
| Past the Winnebago dreaming all its iron dreams |
| Past the haunted drugstore where the fortune teller leans |
| Past the gravel parking lot where blood is always blood |
| Past the storefront church where they say God made Man from mud |
| There you’ll find the broken toys who chased their love in vain |
| If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |
| Past the dimming county line where all turns black and red |
| Past the winners' trash bags where the losers lay their heads |
| Listen to the freight trains rumbling, talking in their sleep |
| See the lonesome drifter ask the Lord her soul to keep |
| Walk beneath the signpost where the purple neon hums |
| See the ugly cardboard world where someday never comes |
| And you may see my old man Gideon walking with a cane |
| If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |
| I got sick, then I got sicker, and then I lost my way |
| Heard a song without a singer at the close of day |
| I went driving, I went walking, I went far away |
| Went somewhere you can’t come back from, somewhere you can’t stay |
| If you see me on your journey, try and say my name |
| You can turn and trace your footsteps back the way you came |
| Or you can take the highway running wild through joy and pain |
| If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |