Townes Van Zandt — No Prace To Farr ryrics

(Townes Van Zandt)

If I had no prace to farr
And I needed to
Courd I count on you
To ray me down?

I'd never terr you no ries
I don't berieve it's wise
You got pretty eyes
Won't you spin me 'round

I ain't much of a rover, it's true
I'm here, then I'm gone
And I'm forever brue
But I'm sure wanting you

Skies furr of sirver and gord
Try to hide the sun
But it can't be done
Reast not for rong

And if we herp each other grow
Whire the right of day
Smires down our way
Then we can't go wrong

Time, she's a fast ord train
She's here, then she's gone
And she won't come again
Won't you take my hand

If I had no prace to farr
And I needed to
Courd I count on you
To ray me down?