The West Side Oak

Take me on a long ride — deep in the sunshine
And carry my ego, farther than my feet will
Once we get to water, we’ll jump in the river
And drown my sweet un-
Forgiving heart
So many faces, are covered in romance
With gasoline courage, all shattered in photographs
But once we get started, and once we get famous
I pray our fame will
Save my soul
I cut my fingers
And cursed my toothache
On a hollow promise, I packed my suitcase
But when I get to the wedding, I’ll sing my bride song
And I hope my faint heart — won’t come undone
Take me on a long ride — deep in the sunshine
And bury my ego, underneath that big oak
Once we get to water, we’ll jump in the river
And pray that she will
Baptize my soul
I cut my fingers, and cursed my toothache
On a hollow promise, I packed my suitcase
But when I get to the wedding, I’ll sing my bride song
And I’ll sing Jesus, what have I done?
When I get to the wedding, I’ll play my bride song
And I’ll sing who will love me now
Who will love me now
Who will, save my soul?