Meet Me at the Station

from Where the Wasteland Ends by Poor Player

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lyrics

Well I caught you sneakin peeks, don’t ya know?
As we were rollin along down that big road
Through them big old hills of west Mississippi round sundown
Now I wonder where you are and how you’re getting on

Ya know I been driven half outta my mind
Just thinking that there’s something I’m supposed to find
I guess I really wouldn’t mind
If maybe we could catch up down the line

Who taught you to take things nice and slow?
As ya wander through this world its one big window
But now I wonder as I look in the looking glass
If I ever held a thing that could last before it passed

Ya know I been driven half outta my mind
Just thinking that there’s something I’m supposed to find
I guess I really wouldn’t mind
If maybe we could catch up down the line

So won’t you meet me at the station
You can recognize me by my frustration
Well it ain’t no sin to confess your elation
If you can feel easy with what you have
And haven’t done (as you’re rolling on)
A doo doo doo!

By Lake Pontchartrain they pulled us to the side of the road
I said, Officer, what am I being stopped for? He said, Ya ought to know
By that big oil spill gone mad round sundown
And I feel that gulf within and I wonder if it’ll ever be gone

Ya know I been driving half of my life
Just thinking that there’s something I’m supposed to find
I guess I really wouldn’t mind
If maybe we could catch up down the line

So won’t you meet me at the station
You can recognize me by my frustration
Well it ain’t no sin to confess your elation
If you can feel easy with what you have
And haven’t done (as you’re rolling on)
A doo doo doo!

So won’t you meet me at the station
We can both fuel up for our own destinations
Everyone’s going solo across all creation
Someday baby maybe we’ll get there—
Then keep going on and on and on
Keep a-rolling on—a doo doo doo!
 

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from Where the Wasteland Ends, released April 19, 2019

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Poor Player Detroit, Michigan

Motor City folk rock Americana born of beverages, Poor Player takes to the stage with a hopped up grab bag of American riddles and laments. Saluting the guy flying a sign beside the highway exit, zigzagging through the post-industrial prairie, Poor Player is all about finding the roots beneath the rubble, the green beneath the ruin, the folk in the f*d up, & the beauty in the city gone to seed. ... more

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