This Old Town

Tom Petty - This Old Town - Highway Companion INTRO:                  Living free is gaining on me Can’t keep ahead of my dreams My relief turned out a thief Smooth as rocks in the stream This old town is a sad affair You be glad you’re not there It ties your hands It spikes your drink I’d say more but I can’t think Lazy Jim took a bottle with him Tried to flag down a train Left a note Couldn’t read what he wrote A light came on in my brain This old town is a sad affair You be glad you’re not there It ties your hands It spikes your drink I’d say more but I can’t think The hills are gold Mornings are cold Don’t know a soul on the street   I keep to myself like everyone else Nobody says much to me                         Go to bed fight thoughts in my head In the time between wake and sleep Rats to kill contracts to fill It’s on ice but it won’t keep This old town is a sad affair You be glad you’re not there It ties your hands It spikes your drink I’d say more but I can’t think This old town is a sad affair You be glad you’re not there It ties your hands It spikes your drink I’d say more but I can’t think