Текст песни Wrecking Ball - Gillian Welch

Look out boys I'm a rollin stone
That's what I was when I first left home
I took every secret that I'd ever known
And headed for the wall
Like a wrecking ball

Started down on that 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

Oh just a little Deadhead
Who is watching
Who is watching
I was just a little Deadhead

A 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 lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin
She showed me colors I'd never seen
Then drank the bottom out of my canteen
And let it fall
Like a wrecking ball

Standin there in the morning mist
Tug the coat at the end of my wrist
Yes I remember when first we kissed
Though it was nothing at all
Like a wrecking ball

Hey boys just a little Deadhead
Who is watching
Who is watching
I was just a little Deadhead

With 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