John Mayall Saw Mill Gulch Road
Living in Saw Mill Gulch Road
There's a lonely girl who's now fifteen
Since I've been gone
She's kept a part of me and something seen
Remembering
I took her home
We rode a car through rushing trees
The moon and night
It seemed so wrong to say goodbye
Things unsaid - it wasn't right
She's sneaking out her back window
I'm waiting in Saw Mill Gulch Road
She couldn't see me ride away
And leave her behind so all alone
A pack of cards for solitaire
Hidden meanings to stow away
Lots of things for memories
For when she dreams of future days
