John Craigie
Map of Dallas
I got me a map of Dallas, and I’m sitting in Kalispell

About a thousand miles from Texas but I guess it’s just as well

I got my past in my dust got my future over the hill

And I don’t need nobody to cast my spells

I got dreams and things and songs for times of war

I got a life that lays itself, you know it don’t get bored

I got my local crowd waiting for me down at the local bar

And I’m going to sing to them till my throat gets sore

Cause it only happens once, life will not wait, and it won’t throw it back to you

There ain’t enough time to do something right, but plenty of time to do something new

Come on please give me your blessing

And sing my songs when I’m gone

Take me down to the river wash my little soul clean
From the dust of your highways to the smut of your dreams

You can take my guitar and my harmonicas, throw them all into the sea

I swear the tide will bring them all back to me

And if I don’t make it home don’t’ cry none

Don’t let lit keep you in

We all come back, baby , slow or fast

Back to where we began

Come on please give me your blessing

And sing my songs when I’m gone

I got me a map of Dallas

And I’m sitting in Kalispell

Bout a thousand miles from Texas but I guess it’s just as well

I got Springsteen on my radio cranking it loud as hell
I just love this song I don’t care what my neighbors yell

Cause it picks me up my life gets stuck my wheels don’t seem to roll

Baby take my advice, hold on tight, never let go

Come on please give me your blessing

And sing my songs when I’m gone