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Smoke and Memory
Lyricist：Maeve Ash
Composer：Maeve Ash
Producer：Maeve Ash
【未经著作权人许可不得翻唱翻录或使用】
I left at sundown
with a dented Ford and a half tank sigh
Dust on the dash
and your note folded in my pocket twice
Past the feed store
past the field where the creek runs low
I kept your name
in the pocket of that old work coat
And the sky went red
over the split-rail fence
I heard my own lie
in the engine's rest
County line tobacco
still tastes like you
County line tobacco
I can't get through
That bitter smoke
keeps pulling me back
County line tobacco
on the homeward track
Mama's porch light
was a coin in the dark by the church
I saw your ring
in the ashtray by the gear-shift first
Your church dress hanging
on the hook by the kitchen door
I stood there quiet
like I'd done that a hundred times before
And the sky went black
over the barley rows
I heard my own heart
in the radio
County line tobacco
still tastes like you
County line tobacco
I can't get through
That bitter smoke
keeps pulling me back
County line tobacco
on the homeward track
I was never brave
just a boy with a borrowed plan
Now the tires hum
where the gravel cuts through the land
If you ever hear
my old truck roll slow
You'll know I tried
but I came back too low
County line tobacco
still tastes like you
County line tobacco
I can't get through
That bitter smoke
keeps pulling me back
County line tobacco
on the homeward track
