
Date of issue: 30.09.1988
Record label: An MCA Nashville Release;
Song language: English
Grapes On The Vine |
There are songs that birds don’t sing to people |
There are secrets that keep right through to the end |
There are heroes who hide until forever |
And I’m singing this song for one of them |
He’s the man that you passed on the road there |
The one with his life on the loose |
Going either somewhere or nowhere |
Going without me, without you |
For he is this world’s constant orphan |
Traveling out his lone time |
Living on apples from orchards |
Dying from grapes on the vine |
You can find him in big city winters |
Down where the mission bell cries |
And sorrow echoes through summer |
As he tries to close all his eyes |
You can find him in Pittsburgh in Christmas |
You can find him in Buffalo in June |
And he knows all the backroads between them |
Like the gypsy knows the moon |
And it’s route 22 all over again |
Stick your thumb out and try to look like somebody’s friend |
Look strong at the man, gentle at the girl |
And puzzled at the rest of the world |