All Just To Get To You - Joe Ely

I have stumbled on the plains

Staggered in the wind

Stood at a crossroad or two

Cried to a river

Swept to the sea

All just to get to you

I have flagged a yellow cab

Hopped a rusty freight

Sang till my lips turned blue

Flown a silver bird

On the tops of the clouds

All just to get to you

I ran too hard

I played too Rough

I gave my Love

Not near Enough

I bled too red

I cried too blue

I beat my fist

Against the moon

All just to get to you

I have run from St. Paul

To Wichita Falls

Call’d you from sunny Baton Rouge

Hocked everything

From my watch to my ring

All just to get to you

I ran too hard

I played too Rough

I gave you Love

Not near Enough

I bled too red

I cried too blue

I beat my fist

Against the moon

All just to get to you

From the California Shore

Where the mighty ocean roars

To the lands of the Hopi and the Sioux

I walked the desert sands

Crossed the Rio Grande

All just to get to you

I have stumbled on the plains

Staggered in the wind

Stood at a crossroad or two

Cried to a river

Swept to the sea

All just to get to you