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Apr 20, 2006 03:07

look out boys, i'm a rolling stone
that's what i was when i first left home
took every secret that i'd ever known
and headed for the wall
like a wrecking ball

started down on the road of sin
playing bass under a pseudonym
the days were rough and it's all quite dim
but my mind cuts through it all
like a wrecking ball

just a little deadhead
who is watching, who is watching
i was just a little deadhead
fallen daughter on a scholarship
i got tired and let my average slip

then i was a farmer in the pogonip
where the weed that i recall
was like a wrecking ball

i met a love-sick daughter
of the san joaoquin
she showed me colors i'd never seen
and drank the bottom out of my canteen
and then left in the fall
like a wrecking ball

hey boys
a little deadhead
who is watching, who is watching
i... was just a little deadhead
too much trouble for me to shake
oh, the weather and the blinding ache
we were riding high until the '89 quake
hit the santa cruz garden mall
like a wrecking ball

- gillian welch
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