Day Of Reckoning (Burnin' For You) - Robbie Robertson

In this dusty little railroad town

Smack in the heart of the bible belt

Where nothing ever changes

While nothing remains the same

When first I saw the raven

Lean against the wind

I said who’s the girl

With the tattoo on her skin

I followed her home

She lives down by the water

My friend Teddy told me She’s the Frenchman’s daughter

On this day of reckoning

I’m riding shotgun with you

Tangled twisted strands of love

Hanging from above

I’m burnin for you

Burnin for you

We were first time lovers

In a secret rendezvous

Burnin, burnin

Burnin for you

When I come knocking on her front door

The neighbour said she don’t live there no more

Well she moved from the country

down to the city

Where the scene was dark

And the street was gritty

In the hustle and bustle and all the commotion

She got addicted to the locomotion

On this day of reckoning

By the old wooden bridge

I wait for you

Tangled twisted strands of love

Hanging from above

I remember the smell of the burning leaves

And we were making love

She was like a young Georgia O’Keefe

From another time

In an old abandoned railroad shack

On should never go Where anything can happen

When the zephyr blows

On this day of reckoning

I’m calling to you

Tangled twisted strands of love

Hanging from above

The phone rings she said

I can’t tell you where I’m calling from

Cause my papa’s on the lam

For something shady that he’s done

There hangs a tale of love

For the first time

For the first time