U. S. Highball
by Harry Partch
From the album: The Wayward
Track 1 of 3 on The Wayward (1962).
Lyrics for U. S. Highball
Wait for the next drag. There'll be lots of empties on it. Too cold To ride outside this weather. Look at them northern lights. See them Long streaks up in the sky? You can't ride outside in weather like This. We'll build a fire so when the next drag stops all the bulls'll Come runnin' over to get warm. Then we'll know where there's a empty Leaving Elko, Nevada There she jerks again. I can stand everything but them jerks. They Make me nervous. And the dirt, too. Yesterday I washed all my Clothes in the Roseville jumbo. And I looked so good when I put ' Em on that I took a walk up into town. Now look at me. Look at all The guys on this drag. Not only dirty, but they're old before their Time. Ridin' freights'll make an old man out of your slave. Still I can stand that. And the dirt. Can stand everything but the dirt
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