Vague Directions — James McMurtry

This place you say you’re looking for
It’s a good ways off the track
It’d take a quarter tank of Firechief
Just getting there and back

And of course there wasn’t no pavement then
Once you got yourself around that bend
There wasn’t nothing but the whistling wind
When I was just a boy

H/T to reader and commenter Egocentrist

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6 thoughts on “Vague Directions — James McMurtry

  1. I like his music, his politics not so much. He chipped off the block, though, his father Larry, the novelist, has the same sort of kneejerk leftist politics.

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