Down In The Valley (Live at Neumos)

I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade

Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days

Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways

Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways

Call it one drink too many

Call it pride of a man

But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand

'Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin

They both end in trouble and start with a grin

We do it over and over and over again

We do it over and over and over again

(Oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

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(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

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(Oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh)

I know there's California, Oklahoma

And all of the places I ain't ever been to but

Down in the valley with

Whiskey rivers

These are the places you will find me hidin'

These are the places I will always go

These are the places I will always go

I am on my way

I am on my way

I am on my way back to where I started, yeah

(Oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh)

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One more for the stars

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

And their eyes in the walls

(Oh-oh)

I saw your face

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

I heard you calling me out

I saw your face in the crowd and you came out

Just like the sun and the moon and the stars at night

There was a sign on the door and it reads to me

Just like the sun and the moon and the stars at night

(Oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh)

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

(Oh-oh)

I am on my way

I am on my way

I am on my way back to where I started

California, Oklahoma

And all of the places I ain't ever been to but

Down in the valley with

Whiskey rivers

These are the places you will find me hidin'

These are the places I will always go

These are the places I will always go

So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade

But Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways