John Harrelson

John Harrelson

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Written By: John Harrelson

It's gonna be an hour 'fore it cools down/
That's the trouble with living in a desert town/
It's quarter-to-midnight before you roll down your sleeves/
It's three A.M. before you feel the breeze/
They tow the carcasses to the wrecking yard/
You'd be surprised what they find in those tourists' cars/
Sometimes money, sometimes it's cocaine/
Sometimes maps of a new terrain/
There's a girl named Rachel and her sister Nadine/
Any they use me and use me 'cause their boyfriends are Marines/
I don't mind the sins and lies/
I know there's gonna be a change sometime/
The sun comes up and spreads its light/
Nobody can be certain what happened last night/
Familiar faces are stranger during the day/
And that, my friend, is a temporary state

Mojave

Written By: John Harrelson

It's gonna be an hour 'fore it cools down
That's the trouble with living in a desert town
It's quarter-to-midnight before you roll down your sleeves
It's three A.M. before you feel the breeze
They tow the carcasses to the wrecking yard
You'd be surprised what they find in those tourists' cars
Sometimes money, sometimes it's cocaine
Sometimes maps of a new terrain
There's a girl named Rachel and her sister Nadine
Any they use me and use me 'cause their boyfriends are Marines
I don't mind the sins and lies
I know there's gonna be a change sometime
The sun comes up and spreads its light
Nobody can be certain what happened last night
Familiar faces are stranger during the day
And that, my friend, is a temporary state

Fire and Gasoline

Written By: John Harrelson

I want to speak directly
But I must be discreet
There's someone that I've fallen for
She's got me turning up the heat
It's a risky situation cause the woman wears a wedding ring
I'm burning with desire
But I'm playing with fire
And gasoline

I don't want you to leave your husband
I don't want to see your children cry
I don't want to bring shame upon you, baby
But I don't want to sleep without you another lonely night

It's a risky situation cause the girl still wears a wedding ring
I am burning with desire
I'm playing with fire
And gasoline

Well I want to taste the honey
Your lips on my lips
I want your fingernails running down my back
And your hips grinding against my hips

It's a risky situation cause the girl still wears a wedding ring
I am burning with desire
I'm playing with fire
And gasoline

Fire and Gasoline

Written By: John Harrelson

I want to speak directly
But I must be discreet
There's someone that I've fallen for
She's got me turning up the heat
It's a risky situation cause the woman wears a wedding ring
I'm burning with desire
But I'm playing with fire
And gasoline

I don't want you to leave your husband
I don't want to see your children cry
I don't want to bring shame upon you, baby
But I don't want to sleep without you another lonely night

It's a risky situation cause the girl still wears a wedding ring
I am burning with desire
I'm playing with fire
And gasoline

Well I want to taste the honey
Your lips on my lips
I want your fingernails running down my back
And your hips grinding against my hips

It's a risky situation cause the girl still wears a wedding ring
I am burning with desire
I'm playing with fire
And gasoline

Gone Tomorrow

Written By: John Harrelson

Baptist angels, Methodist angels
Catholic saints all agree
Muslim djinn, Buddhist chants
Zulu shades sent you to me

Lutheren angels, Morman angels
Jewish prophets all spoke your name
Shinto spirits, Hopi Katchina
And the voices of Mount Olympians

Gone tomorrow it won’t matter
‘Cause you’re always in my heart
Love is sweet and eternal
Walk to the light, walk from the dark

The Spider Woman, the Dali Lama
Quetzeqatl all say it’s true
Voodoo loa, Shango, Yemaya
Ogun, Odin made me for you

Gone tomorrow and it won’t matter
‘Cause we’re blended soul-to-soul
Gone tomorrow and hereafter
Love burns cool and eternal