Black-Throated Wind - Live at Rheinhalle, Dusseldorf 4/24/72

Bringing me down, I'm running aground
 Blind in the light of the interstate cars
 Passing me by, the buses and semis
 Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars
 But I'm here by the road, bound to the load
 I picked up in ten thousand cafes and bars
 Alone with the rush of the drivers who won't pick me up
 The highway, the moon, the clouds and the stars
 The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
 With its words of a life where nothing is new
 Ah, Mother American Night, I'm lost from the light
 Ohh, I'm drowning in you
 I left St. Louis, City of Blues
 In the midst of a storm I'd rather forget
 I tried to pretend it came to an end
 'Cause you weren't the woman I once thought I'd met
 But I can't deny, oh, times have gone by
 I never had doubts or thoughts of regret
 And I was a man when all this began
 Who wouldn't think twice about being there yet
 Black-throated wind, whisper in sin
 Is speaking of life that passes like dew
 Forced me to see you've done better by me
 Better by me than I've done by you
 Now what's to be found, racing around
 You carry your pain wherever you go
 Oh, full of the blues trying to lose
 You ain't gonna learn what you don't want to know
 I give you my eyes, all of their lies
 Please help them to learn as well as to see
 That capture a glance, oh, and make a dance
 Of looking at you, looking at me
 The black-throated wind keeps on pouring in
 With its words of a lie that could almost be true
 Ah, Mother American Night, here comes the light
 Goin' around, that's what I'm gonna do
 Goin' back home that's what I'm gonna do
 Turnin' around, that's what I'm gonna do
 Goin' back home that's what I'm, I'm gonna do
 You've done better by me than I've done by you
 Ohh, I'm drowning in you
 Ohh, I'm drowning in you
 I'm goin' back home that's what I'm gonna do
 Well, I'm goin' drowning in you