Wishing Chair: Music

• MP3 play whole song, hi-fi (broadband)
• MP3 play whole song, lo-fi (modem)

Aunt Jesse had a cheap motel, in the basement she ran the local well

Old Chuck Berry on the phonograph, that’s where my daddy taught me how to dance, how to dance

When your left don’t know what your right hand does

And you feel a little dangerous

Its alright its alright

Let those back seat angels rock you to sleep tonight

Hush now darlin don’t you cry

I’m gonna sing you a highway lullaby

Winfield Kansas a quilt of stars

Can’t see the road for the snow or another car

In that empty quiet all alone

As high and lonesome as George Jones

But Its alright Its alright

I’ll let those back seat angels rock me to sleep tonight

Hush now darlin don’t you cry

Its just one more highway lullaby

Miles and miles of asphalt and the rain is coming down

Shifting gears , spinning wheels is the sweetest sound

Hush now darlin don’t you cry……

Who knows where this road will lead

Now it all depends which wolves we feed

Keep swimming in this river of doubt

Too damn stubborn to put the fire out it wont go out

Now my left don’t know what my right hand does

And I feel a little dangerous

But its alright its alright, I swear its alright