Dave Rawlings Machine Pilgrim You Can T Go Home Lyrics

I won't get drunk no more, no more; the old refrain it shines with use
While you sop your bread in barley wine and mop your floor in tobacco juice
So they kicked you out of paradise, grinned and locked the garden gate
What those devils called your greatest sin, Gabriel and I called your great escape

Where you gonna run, tell me where will you roam
When you can't go home, (you can't go home,) you can't go home, (you can't go home)
Oh pilgrim, you can't go home

The gilded cage cannot contain the gypsies of the earth
The poet and the tumbleweed discuss what rootlessness is worth
And pity those who never felt inspiration's cold wet nose
And wakes you up out in the ditch where you're tumbling round where the four winds blow

The polaroids of Indio show desert flowers entwined
Their nakedness has already been blasted by the sands of time
But still you thought your sad Jane would wait for you till who knows when
But that little girl's got a new tattoo to let you know you can't go home again

So spin the wheel of St. Columba's and ride his golden calf
Climb up the silver strings of the mandolin till you can hear the angels laugh
And if rock and roll is more your thing, go ahead and wear the badge
Cause chaos needs another king, a pillar of smoke who don't look back

Now I'm dirty and torn, my tails hung out, a ship with tattered sails
Been down and out, around the horn to chase the great white whale
Across the night and across the day, I save my song for eternity
Now here I find you gazing out of the window at St. James infirmary

So keep rolling, rolling down that road that you're on
Keep rolling, rolling, rolling on
Rolling on, rolling on, rolling on...
Keep rolling, rolling down that road that you're on
Keep rolling, rolling, rolling on