Neal Casal Open Ground
To work like the devil for your pay
Was the old song that he used to sing
Before the waking hours
Rolled out across the open ground
Now I see him through the window
At a table drinking his coffee
And talking about the days
Before the time that we knew
Would not return to this old town
He's waiting for somebody else to save his day
Or at least to see some light before it fades away
Yeah, yeah
To choose no companion
It fell right in line
With all the others she had known
Had laid by his side
Before the sleepless morning
Showed its face without a sound
Without a sound
Now where did the time go all these years
After the pictures had been burned
And the names have all been cleared
From all that she remembers it adds up in time
To not a thing, no not a thing
She's waiting for somebody else to save her day
Or at least to see his face before he goes away
Before he goes away
Before he goes away
Before he goes away
She just wants to see his face before he goes away
Before he goes away
Before he goes away
Oh, before he goes away
Before he goes away
Before he goes away
