The 33rd Of August Lyrics

The 33rd Of August lyrics

Today, theres no salvation, the bands packed up and gone

 Left me standing with my penny in my hand 

 theres a big crowd at the station where the blind man sings his song

 But he can see what they cant understand.

 

 (CHORUS)

 Its the thirty-third of August and Im finlly touching down

 Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound.

 

 Once I stumbled through the darkness, tumbled to my knees

 A thousand voices screamin in my brain

 Woke up in a squad car, busted down for vagrancy

 Outside my cell as sure as hell, it looked like rain.

 

 But now Ive got my dangerous feelings under lock and chain

 Guess I killed my violent nature with a smile

 Though the demons danced and sang their song within my fevered brain

 Not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were defiled.

 

 Mickey Newbury

 Copyright 1969 by Acuff-Rose Publications, Inc.

 BMI 3:42