Story Behind The Song

Recorded in 2007, then forgotten for 12 years. Original recording accidentally found in 2019. Added to and finished 2020.

Lyrics

I'm a back street beau to the edge of town
With my head on fire and I'm almost down
Buckskin borderline way down south.
Where the dark eyes grown and the sea breeze blowin'
Those ill judged words broke us up somehow
And I'm out of sight to the here and now

There were some nights
Thoughtless words were thrown
When I turned away
You turned me to stone

All the words I spoke I must have been rough
Must have been hard, lord, must have been tough
Come back safe in god's good name
In a perfect world I don't fall apart
With an angel looking over every heart
Four leaf-clover, it's the bottom line

And through it all
Watching what's in dream
I catch that moon
Covers every scene

Keeping love alive in this wild old time
Without the hurt it's love's old crime
Talk through the motion of a perfect life

There were some nights
Thoughtless words were thrown
But when night turned away
You turned me to stone.