Bobcaygeon

I left your house this morning about a quarter after nine 
Coulda been the Willie Nelson, coulda been the wine 
When I left your house this morning 
It was a little after nine 
It was in Bobcaygeon I saw the constellations 
Reveal themselves one star at a time 

Drove back to town this morning with working on my mind 
I thought of maybe quitting 
Thought of leaving it behind 
Went back to bed this morning 
And as I'm pulling down the blind 
The sky was dull and hypothetical 
And falling one cloud at a time 

That night in Toronto with its checkerboard floors 
Riding on horseback and keeping order restored 
Til the men they couldn't hang 
Stepped to the mic and sang 
And their voices rang with that Aryan twang 

I got to your house this morning just a little after nine 
In the middle of that riot 
Couldn't get you off my mind 
So I'm at your house this morning 
Just a little after nine 
Cause it was in Bobcaygeon where I saw the constellations 
Reveal themselves one star at a time. 


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