The Ballad of Jamie Bee

Jamie ran aground out in Ohio
 Wife left for the great unknown
 He says he's gonna take to the high road
 She will find a place alone
 He says he just could not make her happy
 That he never tried so hard before
 He'd wake up first and make the coffee
 Now the mornings were like war
 There's a barroom for every way the wind blows
 And a harness for every mother's son
 You pull your own weight or else it pulls you
 It gets harder the longer that you run
 Jamie's from the last great breed of roadmen
 Woody, Jack, and Kerouac and such
 But here was a woman he would die for
 Beauty no road could ever touch
 The town was nearly famous for the glassworks
 The factory where they made hoods for the klan
 There's a football hall of famer in the phonebook
 There's only trouble for an empty man
 There's a barroom for every way the wind blows
 And temptation in every substance known
 You pull your own weight or else it pulls you
 It gets harder the older that you've grown
 At home in the harley-ridden poolhalls
 I guess it's best they never had those kids
 Closer to the outlaws then the in-laws
 They said Jamie's heart don't break but I know it did
 They said Jamie's heart don't break but I know it did
 He will find some refuge in his music
 And a long shot that they will reconcile
 The meantime is a mean time and he knows it
 Til the day he's back upon the pile
 Now there's headlights heading from Ohio
 And there's teardrops saltier than rain
 There's taillights to tell a tale still tender
 And a cold wind blowing through the night
 There's a cold wind blowing through the night