Into Independence Blues

Feelin’ in my bones I just can’t shake these lonesome blues
Standin’ at the crossroads thinkin’ either way I lose
If I leave that girl in Birmingham the fault will just be mine
But things will be no better done this time

Woke up in the station, morning breeze around my head
Standin’ at the counter wonderin’ what was left unsaid
If I tell that girl the honest truth we’ll both just end up cryin’
But things will be no better down the line

Standin’ at the station, mama, heard you call my name
Holdin’ to my ticket and dividing up the blame
Guess it makes no difference when you know you’ve got to choose
The long road into independence blues.

Feelin’ in my bones that tells me to leave her behind
But I can’t help thinkin’ she’ll be lingerin’ on my mind
If I leave that girl in Birmingham I’ll hang my head in shame
But things won’t get no better in this game

Stood there in the ticket line, now my train is pulling in
What we did and what we said keeps coming back again
If you ever think of me I hope your thoughts are kind
But either way I’ve got to keep on moving down the line.

Standin’ at the station, mama, pain inside my soul
Conductor, take my ticket, let those engines start to roll
Guess it makes no difference when there’s nothing left to choose
I’m headed into independence blues.

You might say I’m running out and trying to get free
But indecision takes its toll and it’s been killing me
So no regrets and let that whistle echo out its cry
We’ll understand it better by and by

Standin’ at the station, mama, heard you call my name
Lookin’ out my window and dividing up the blame
Guess it makes no difference if it’s right or wrong to choose
The long road into independence blues.

1998

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