Vārdi: Gillian Welch. Birds Of A Feather.

Saw you standing looking around
Like a stranger to this town
Worn out boots and a driverside town
Said to myself, there's a traveling man

You hold that suitcase like a wife
Tells me something about your life
Fell in love with the sound of those wheels
The all-night romances with automobiles

You could be saying the same about me
No local girl, I'm fresh off the 93
We look like birds of a feather
We roll in all kinds of weather
We raced a storm or two right through the night
I think we're birds of a feather
Lord knows we go together
We go without a warning
And fly away in the morning light

Well I make my home on the open road
Love to see the land unfold
I don't mind all the broken line miles
But I get tired of the painted-on smiles

Well I'm just too restless if I stop
Like some bull in the china shop
I end up pawing and pacing the floor
Break every heart between me and the door

But I wouldn't trade it, St. Christopher knows
You can't deny there's a price for the life we chose
We live like birds of a feather
We roll in all kinds of weather
We raced a storm or two right through the night
I think we're birds of a feather
Lord knows we go together
We go without a warning
And fly away in the morning light

We live like birds of a feather
We roll in all kinds of weather
We raced a storm or two right through the night
I think we're birds of a feather
Lord knows we go to together
Because we go without a warning
And fly away in the morning light