Zagnut And A Baby Ruth
Trinity rolls the basin floor.
Down to the Gulf Stream.
Lone wolf howling at the lonely moon.
Over the fields and forest green.
Spirit willing but that line is drawn between you and me.
Set a fire in the sky tonight dancing to a Psalm 23.
No sugar here tonight on this here diet tier.
No Zagnut, Baby Ruth or ice cold root beer.
Dead of the night, diamond bright and the rebirth of the dawn.
Love's labors have been lost out there on the Winter's lawn.
Journey of the ages oiling up the stone.
No jacuzzi, no Mercedes cracking the bones.
No sugar here tonight on this here diet tier.
No Zagnut, Baby Ruth or ice cold root beer.
Call of the wild country blue I'll raise you 10.
Sing a song from the mountain top.
Buy a round again.
Spending time chasing skirts.
Dreaming of a better day.
A hand to hold along the riverbed.
Things comin' our way.
No sugar here tonight on this here diet tier.
No Zagnut, Baby Ruth or ice cold root beer.
The ferryman no longer sails.
The boat has long since gone.
The river along the highway turns.
Trading post to a song.
T rinity rolls the basin floor.
Down to the Gulf Stream.
Lone wolf howling at the lonely moon.
Over the fields and forest green.
No sugar here tonight on this here diet tier.
No Zagnut, Baby Ruth or ice cold root beer.
© 2023 Faron Collins Music/ Silver Box Productions/Chrome Film Entertainment
℗ 2023 My Own Records