Nanci Griffith
Nanci Griffith - Spin On A Red Brick Floor lyrics
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I could use a little spin on a red brick floor In that crazy old bar when Tim locks the door Where the walls are gonna ring and the strings are gonna bend And it's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers again Oh, the Blue Ridge mountains at the fall of the night It sure feels good when you cross that line I'll tip my cup and holler at the moon I'll say-a-Great White North, honey, here's to you sleep tight I've gone crazy on this road with all of this traveling alone But the asphalt is burning tonight The New England Spring's been good to me There's been warmth to lend and good lines to sing But, how I miss my native tongue 'Cause New York City sorta brings out the stupids in me I've got one more stop down in Tennessee My sweetheart is there just a-waiting on me Then it's on down the road kicking East Texas dust I'll catch my breath with that hot Houston neon buzzing I've gone crazy on this road with all of this traveling alone But the asphalt is burning tonight Oh, here comes a little spin on a red brick floor It's a crazy old bar and Tim's locked the door And the walls are ringing, the strings are gonna bend It's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers again Oh, here comes a little spin on a red brick floor It's a crazy old bar and Tim's locked the door And the walls are ringing, the strings are gonna bend It's a buss on the cheek from all my old lovers again