...the hand is suddenly not holding a toothbrush, but a microphone...I hear the crowd in front of me, calling out, rocking out...the damp hair swinging around my head is not fresh from the shower but laden with a hard night's sweat...
From the coast of gold across the seven seas...and then, I think back to the last few months of 1999, and I remember my band on stage at the Tiger's Den...I remember New Year's Eve, '99, going into 2000, and a certain petite, dark-haired beauty who sent word through a friend that seeing me singing was "pure sex"...I remember breaking from practice and stepping outside for a smoke, and steaming in the frigid country night air...I remember Wain banging his head, knowing that he liked what he heard, and feeling like that meant a lot, as he was a fellow musician and a producer/recording engineer, to boot...Phil telling me that he was impressed, and kept wondering when I was gonna run out of air as I belted out a long, growling, wailing final note...and the music all comes back to me...
I’m travellin’ on far and wide
But now it seems I’m just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do
It isn’t me but someone else
I close my eyes and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain’t it funny how it is,
You never miss it ’til it’s gone away
And my heart is lying there
And will be ’til my dying day
So understand
Don’t waste your time always
Searching for those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you’re living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can’t ease this pain so easily
When you can’t find the words to say
It’s hard to make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry
And throw my hands up to the sky
So understand
Don’t waste your time always
Searching for those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you’re living in the golden years
Mustang Sally, guess you better slow your mustang down....and for a brief shining moment, I'm a rockstar again.
Mustang Sally, baby , guess you better slow your mustang down.
You've been running all over the town
I guess I'll have to put your flat feet on the ground.
All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.
All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.
All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.
All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride
One of these early mornings, I'm gonna be wiping your weeping eyes.
I bought you a brand new mustang... 'bout nineteen sixty five
Now you come around, signifying woman,
you won't, you just won't let me ride.
Mustang Sally, guess you better slow your mustang down.
You been running all over the town
I guess you gotta put your flat feet on the ground.
All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.
All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.
All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.
All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride.
One of these early mornings, I'm gonna be wiping your weeping eyes.