From the album Million Miles

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A friend of mine was attending a prestigious music school on the east coast and he called me one night distraught over the rejection of his latest offering in a songwriting course. He was angry and in disbelief because the prof wouldn’t accept his song, stating that it was a travelogue and travelogues weren’t real songs! I guess Jimmie Rodgers, Woody Guthrie, Johnny Cash, Chuck Berry and the rest of ‘em just don’t rate with the folks over at Berklee! Here’s mine.

GR - Vocal, Acoustic & Electric Guitars, Bass
Rick Shea on Telecaster & Solo
Chris Brantley - Snare Drum
Rich Podgur - Background Vocals

Lyrics

Just Passin’ Thru
Garrick Rawlings ©2001


I learned to crawl in Wichita
Got up and ran in Michigan
I followed the girl who stole my heart
Left alone in Chicagoland
I left there with the blues, I had nothin’ much to lose

I went down to New Orleans town
To get my baby back
I found her there in another man’s arms
My dreams they did fade to black
I was feeling like a fool, sittin’ on that old barstool

I like wearin’ my hat low
I dig ridin’ in my boots
But most of all I love, just passin’ through

The western states is where I’m bound
Tired of breathing city air
The Rocky Mountain high I’m told
Is clean and healin’ there
Oh no more will I lose and I will kill big city blues

A whiskey drinkin’ rounder in Durango Colorado
In me he did confide
Of red rock Sedona in Arizona and Jerome
On the mountainside
I was breakin’ all the rules, I was drinkin’ all the booze

I like wearin’ my hat low
I dig ridin’ in my boots
But most of all I love, just passin’ through

I staked my claim in the golden state
The Garden of Eden
The do-re-mi don’t last you see
Time to hit the road again
I paid all of my dues, with worthless IOU’s

From the North, South, East and West
I’ll be chasing wild sunsets
By road, rail or mule
I don’t know what else to do

I like wearin’ my hat low
I dig ridin’ in my boots
But most of all I love, just passin’ through

I like goin’ up town
I dig goin’ downtown
but really I just can’t wait to get out of this town

Maybe some day I’ll settle down
But pound for pound I’ll take ramblin’ around