Country rock Archives - Baltimore Post-Examiner

Do you still think of me?

I once loved a woman or so I thought She took me for a ride I never got off Should

Well I woke up Saturday morning Feeling kind of dazed I must have had one too many last night And

Oh Chameleon You really are alone Oh Chameleon I got some eyes to loan I see you are standing in

Dirty socks in a pizza box No insurance and faulty locks Old blue jeans and magazines Checkbook needs some balancing

Echoes of the memories Rising from the streets Visions of the past Linger beneath my feet Riding through a strange