Dirge for Croatan

With help from Guy Clark, Terry Allen, and Tolkien

Some S.O.B. stole my house

Out on Lake Cherokee

If I hadn't loved that house so much

It wouldn't mean nothin to me

But you son of a **** I'll tell you what

I will not be deterred

I'll find you out and track you down

On that you have my word

Chorus

The Road goes ever onward

Under cloud and under            star

but feet that wandering have gone

Turn back, to home afar

I don't predict the world will end a

And I don't presume it won't

And I don't pretend to give a damn 

If it do or if it don't

Now I bet you got a raise this year

but that don't make it right

That view does not belong to you

That fireplace at night

Chorus

Now brother death and father time 

Are almost loaded up

And they are headed for the borderline

In a stolen pick-up truck

For old acquaintance not forgot

For old house home no more

I wont' forgive and I can't forget

The year of 1 and 4