Oxford - Alejandro Escovedo

It felt like paradise

You can roll me once, roll me twice

And I’m still lost in your eyes

Trading songs with Chesley

Till the sun comes up

Batton down the hatches

Secure the latches

And start all over again

The eyes of Texas are upon me

Delta mud upon my clothes

And it’s dark at the crossroads

Robert Johnson knows

Come on and hold me tight

I feel at home tonight

Come on and hold me tight

And never say goodnight

We’ll drive on into town

And circle round the square

Seventy miles to Memphis

But you won’t find me there

Fourteen hours what a ride

It was do or die

Southern hospitality

And I’m the King tonight