Lincoln Creek - Glorietta, Noah Gundersen

Johnny and I, in 2009

Lived at his folk’s house for free

On the outskirts of town, 12 miles down

A house on Lincoln Creek

We called it the farm

From the broken down barn

Took wood and made fires in the stove

We got drunk, we got high

Drank spiced rum and wine

And lived like a couple of kids

In the pitch dark night

When I’d turn off the lights

Looked up at the phosphorescent starts

The future was bright as the lights in the sky

And just as far out of reach

Somewhere, someone is singing for free

A tab and a couple of twenties

Is all they need

Somewhere, someone is singing for free

Thank god it ain’t me

Johnny got married

To his ex-girlfriend's sister

And they popped out a couple of kids

I guess he found Jesus

You might not believe this

But sometimes I wish that I did

But I hit the road

For a decade of shows

Sleeping on the floors and beds

Dozens of strangers, none born in a manger

But holy none the less

Somewhere, someone is singing for free

A tab and a couple of twenties

Is all they need

Somewhere, someone is singing for free

Thank god it ain’t me

Somewhere, someone is singing for free

A tab and a couple of twenties

Is all they need

Somewhere, someone is singing for free

Thank god it ain’t me