Dave Alvin From A Kitchen Table Lyrics

From A Kitchen Table Lyrics

Dave Alvin



(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI, Administered by Bug Music)







 



I hope this letter finds you



Wherever you may be



‘Cause I mailed some awhile back



And they were all returned to me



Ain't nothin' I can tell you ‘bout the hometown



Everything changes, but nothing's new



Just Sunday night at the kitchen table



Finishin' a beer and thinkin' of you.







And I still work the same job



Just live with my mom for free



‘Cause ever since the old man passed on



It just got harder to leave.







Well I heard a rumor that you got married



Though you swore that you never would



I guess you finally got your own kids now



You ever tell ‘em ‘bout the old neighborhood?



Like the time we stole your dad's car



Drove all night down Imperial Highway



You kept sayin' “Maybe we should turn around,?



And I said “It don't take much to get away.?







But I still work the same job



Just live with my mom for free



‘Cause ever since the old man passed on



It just got harder to leave.







Guess that's all that I've got to tell you



I guess things turned out how they're meant to be



I just hope that this letter finds you



But until then I'll just keep it with me.







And I still work the same job



Just live with my mom for free



‘Cause ever since the old man passed on



It just got harder to leave.