Lyrics
The ghost of buddy hollyThe melting road of tarSome say it's still audibleWhile your driving in your car
Enjoy it while you got itThat phantom boulevardThe voice of muddy watersSo jealous are the stars
And meditateOn those early days So wild and afraidSongs that make us levitateFrom the whispers
Like lemonadeJust takes a stir one glass of faithWe could all be just a sip awayFrom the whispersWhispers off the radio
-August nights all sparkle A slower heart to heartThose pale and glowing canyonsAnd the lights of distant cars
-The dark and silky watersBlue bakes in the mudA Sunday evening SundaeAll melting down your tongue
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