Four stops early
Drove trucks for eleven years and writes like someone with time to think and no radio
the numbers
- bpm
- 172
- key
- D major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.42
- vocal at
- 4.0s
- length
- 3:38
- language
- En
lyrics
You got on at the depot by the feed store clock I seen you through the window, hands wrapped 'round your box I watched that county driver near the Union Hall You got off four stops early, just to match my walk Your boots hit gravel by the Baptist fence You said the air felt good, and I made sense That paper sack swung low from your left hand I turned off Main and let the night make plans Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early We crossed by the laundromat, one dryer still on Your sleeves held a stripe of flour from the pawn I kicked a beer cap over by the curbside drain You laughed at my old jacket from the TVA train Your hair caught dust from the shoulder road I slowed my step, let the whole town go You said you didn't mind the long way home So I walked beside you where the ditch weeds grow Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early If that bus comes round and you ain't there Let it roll on by, I don't care You chose the dark and the miles in between And I took that as kindly as it ever could mean Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early