April the 14th Part 1

April the 14th, Pt. 1 - Gillian Welch
When the iceberg hit
How they must known
That God moves on the water
Like Casey Jones
So I walked downtown
On my telephone
Took a lazy turn
Through the red eye Zoneit
Was a five band bill
Two dollar show
Saw the van out in front
From Idaho
And the girl passed out
In backseat trashand
Never no way they'd make
Even a half a tank of gas
They looked sick
And stoned
And strangely dressed
And no one showed
From the local press
But watched them walk through bottom land
And I wished I played
In a rock and roll band
Hey
Hey
It was the fourteenth day of April
Then they closed it down
With the sails and rags
And they swept up the fags
And the local rags
And threw the plastic cups
In the plastic bags
And the cooks cleaned the kitchen
With the staggers and the jags
Ruination day
In sky was red
I went back to work
And back to bed
And the iceberg broke and the Okies fled
And the great emancipator
Took a bullet in the back of the hey