Falling from Grace Her eyes matched the shabby sepia hotel the waitress told us the cream had a funny smell. So we opted for black before the ride back to the city. Mallard duck, mandolin, county fair Ferris wheel wind blows back her hair. Falling from grace it's a long way down there. Ten years ago, man in a balloon he went up high and he fell to his doom. All the while he was yelling it wasn't pretty. Everybody knows you've been cheating wipe that smile from your face. Everybody says I've been sober Don't cry boy, you know what you done. All I know is that I gotta turn it loose three weeks now and I'm headed for the noose. Falling from grace it's a pity. They think they're fixing the world through fear but they're out there and I'm still in here. So it goes by so fast before the ride back to the city. Words - Will Dockery Music -Riley Yielding & Henry Conley © 2008 -- Truck Stop Woman by Dockery-Conley http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXA4jekz_xk
