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' œMaybe we should turn around,?
And I said œIt 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.