Lyrics Return Of The Grievous Angel - #1 Alternate Version - Gram Parsons

Won't you scratch my itch, sweet Annie Rich?
And welcome me back to town
Come out on your porch or step into your parlour
And I'll tell you how it all went down
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town

Yes and I remembered something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Well twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all led me straight back home to you

'Cause I headed West to grow up with the country
Across those rivers with the waves of grain
And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee

We flew straight across that river bridge, last night, half past two
The switch-man wave his lantern goodbye and good day as we went rolling through
All the billboards and truck stops pass by the grievous angel
And now he sees just what he has to do (do it!)

And the man on the radio won't leave me alone
He wants to take my money for something that I've never been shown
And I saw my devil, and I saw my deep blue see
And I thought about a calico bonnet from Cheyenne to Tennessee

The news I could bring, I met up with the king
On his head an amphetamine crown
He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt
And headed out for some desert town
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town

But I remembered something you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all led me straight back home to you

Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all led me straight back home to you