I Can Feel You

Born to the red rising sun
 A silver ring and a bottle of rum
 The lonesome coup is nothing new
 I'll toast it anyway just for fun.
 How could we know about this?
 She gave that little ring a twist
 She swelled up and cried as if something had died
 I felt it slip right through my fist.
 The ivey on the wrought iron gate
 I'm beginning to like it at any rate
 The wind in the trees sing my decrees
 You know of a lover til we wait.
 I can feel you
 When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
 I can feel you.
 A flat bed on a dusty road
 A rusty red and a heavy load
 Sometimes it's fast and sometimes it's trash
 But it's as loud as a rooster crows.
 It goes ahead a mile
 In that cigarette redneck style
 Across the line on highway 9
 I haven't seen you in quite a while.
 I can feel you
 When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
 I can feel you.
 I'll take the quickest way
 Across the river by the rolls of hay
 The local farms are such a charm
 The apple trees and the dapple gray.
 Born to the red rising sun
 A silver ring and a bottle of rum
 The lonesome coup is nothing new
 I'll toast it anyway just for fun.
 I can feel you
 When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
 I can feel you
 When you're 500 miles away or if you're in the next room
 I can feel you.