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Al Duvall - Where The Comet Falls Lyrics

It was cold and hungry where I was young
Had to burn the coal Dad coughed up from his lung
We kept the Bible by the outhouse holes
We tore the pages out to cleanse our soles

I came home blinded from the Spanish War
I told my gal I couldn't see her no more
Now I live in a bottle, my door is a jar
I sweep up sawdust and sleep in the barn

Now, I'm glad this world is not our home
Though I won't be headed up to Heaven's dome
When the signs appear and the trumpet calls
Let me make my pallеt where the comеt falls

It's a T for shovel and a T for pick
Never learned to read, I went to work too quick
It's a O for Reno and a D for Bend
I'm wanderin' 'round just waiting for the end

I had a shotgun wedding, she's long and black
She sleeps besides me in a shotgun shack
Once we were kissing and she chipped my tooth
I shot my mouth off and hit the roof

Now, I'm glad this world is not our home
Though I won't be headed up to Heaven's dome
When the signs appear and the trumpet calls
Let me make my pallet where the comet falls
They put P.T. Barnum on the dollar bill
If you're not a sucker, then you're just a shill
Now I'm out here strung up in my family tree
Born to be a seedy effigee

Oh, the old New Mexico I knew was sold
Where the Hopi hoped and the tumblestorms rolled
I found a haystack in Needles, and I'm off to bed
My home is anywhere I hang my head

Now, I'm glad this world is not our home
Though I won't be headed up to Heaven's dome
When the signs appear and the trumpet calls
Let me make my pallet where the comet falls