Your Love Is My Rest — текст песни (Jimmie Dale Gilmore)

These are the words that cry out of me in the night.
Like a buffalo herd from a shotgun blast scattered in flight
I got a one track mind
Going down a one train line
Living on dreams half the time
Going west

I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest.

The coal catches fire and I`m down the wire in a flash
That big old smoksack is belching out black smoke and ash
So sad to think of
Hurting the one you love
But surely that`s what leaving does
You`d know best.

I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest.

I stand in the land of Custer`s last stand and I grin
So this is where old yellow-hair`s ghost-dance begins
I got the blood on my hands
Can`t even live where I stand
I`m just a travelling man
Cursed or blessed

I gotta pick up speed
Just to get what I need
The end of the line guaranteed
Your love is my rest.