Special thanks to Abbie Gardner of Red Molly for adding her voice to this song. Love ya, Kid.
George Wirth: Guitar, Vocals
Abbie Gardner: Dobro, Vocals
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Make You My Home
On a vagabond road
Unbound by rules
Over desert sands
Past mountain pools
Through the towers of men
With their sharp neon glow
Between darkness and light
Rain and snow
Past the whispers of doubt
The spin of the wheel
I swear by all that I own
And all I can steal
I will follow that road
Till flesh turns to stone
I will lay myself down
And make you my home
Memories fade, like a train going south
Like a sigh on the wind...
But I can still feel your breath on the side of my face
And the taste of your skin...
And if time is a road I will see you again
Where the hobos dream
Under silver skies
And our shadows fall
On the fears and lies
Where we mark our gain
By the choices we make
And we measure our faith
By the chances we take
Past the whispers of doubt
The spin of the wheel
I swear by all that I own
And all I can steal
I will follow that road
Till flesh turns to stone
I will lay myself down
And make you my home
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