well I will put my faith in my fret-board
and i will store my soul in my sound hole
and I'll keep my guitar as my religion
'cause one day this guitar will lead me home
it doesn't answer me those lifelong questions
like who am i to trust where am i to roam
but it hasn't lied to me like so many others
so I'm just as sure that this will lead me home
Cause brother I've been strong some days you see
and my brother i failed you others best believe
but for all that huffing puffing
telling me we aint worth nothing
my brothers give me all the strength i need
i said my brothers give me all the strength i need
my brothers all around me they are drinkers
and we'll pass that common bottle till we find the one
that we can put our faith in but we'll hold on to
cause I'm just to goddamn sure that we're the ones
and we have paid respect at all the altars
of Dylan Hemingway and the bouncing souls
so on and on and on we're still the true believers
and nothing shakes my faith in what i know
and nothing shakes my faith in what i know
Cause brother I've been strong some days you see
and my brother i failed you others best believe
but for all that huffing puffing
telling me we aint worth nothing
my brothers give me all the strength i need
i said my brothers give me all the strength i need
Winged Wheel anchor their Space Age grooves in rock, the muscle of drum and bass and guitar undergirding wild flights of fancy. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 3, 2024