Return of the Grievous Angel

Won't you scratch my itch, sweet Annie Rich
 And welcome me back to town?
 Come out on your porch or step into your parlor
 And I'll tell you how it all went down
 Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
 And a good saloon in every single town
 Oh, and I remembered something you once told me
 And I'll be damned if it did not come true
 Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
 And they all lead me straight back home to you
 'Cause I headed west to grow up with the country
 Across those prairies with the waves of grain
 And I saw my devil
 And I saw my deep blue sea
 And I thought about a calico bonnet
 From Cheyenne to Tennessee
 We flew straight across that river bridge
 Last night a half past two
 The switchman waved his lantern goodbye and good day
 As we went rolling through
 Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel
 And now I know just what I have to do
 Take it for me, James
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 And the man on the radio won't leave me alone
 He wants to take my money
 For something that I've never been shown
 And I saw my devil
 And I saw my deep blue sea
 And I thought about a calico bonnet
 From Cheyenne to Tennessee
 The news I could bring, I met up with the king
 On his head an amphetamine crown
 He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt
 And lighted out for some desert town
 Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
 And a good saloon in every single town
 Oh, but I remembered something you once told me
 And I'll be damned if it did not come true
 Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
 And they all lead me straight back home to you
 Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
 And they all lead me straight back home to you