Mickey Newbury : A Long Road Home

A LONG ROAD HOME

How I long to feel the salty wind
off Galveston Bay in my face once again
A warm southern wind on my weather-worn skin
Perhaps I would not feel so old

Now I long to hold the golden sand
in the hollow of my hand
Stand for a while there and fill in the hole
left in the heart of a wounded old soul

Here's to tomorrow; here's to today
Here's to whatever I never did say
Here's to old friends who have gone separate ways
Here's to the memories

How I long to be in those East Texas woods.
I would be in those old Piney Woods if I could
on a hot summer mornin' down Centerville Way
...the windows rolled down in my old Chevrolet

Cruisin' the backroads with nothin' but time
three nickels short of having a dime
Miles from the highway, no hill left to climb
Me and the whisperin' pine

Here's to tomorrow; here's to today
Here's to whatever I never did say
Here's to your love, you are happy, I pray...

Out on this long stretch of Interstate 10
that ol' Del Rio station just keeps rollin' right in
Many the night it was my only friend.
Just me and the radio

The Silver Moon Cafe was once out this way
Like Route 66, boys, it too had its day
and this rusty old sign here is all that remains
My, how the times have changed

They tell me ol' Bud Rose hocked his guitar
Bought a ticket to Nashville to become a big star
Now he works on a bottle and he lives in a car
Do you still have your dreams?

You remember the old town here yesterday?
The walk from the Ryman to the Linebaugh Cafe?
We would stop in at Tootsie's and Tubb's on the way
And slowly head east down to First and Broadway

Hey, look at that ol' river, Bud, how it just keeps rollin'
If it was a clock I could stop, I would try
I would let it roll down on about '65
Perhaps I would not feel so old

Hoist all the sails, Bud, to hell with the breeze
Send me a wind that will bend every tree
A storm that will bring every man to his knee
Here's to the howlin' sea

Here's to tomorrow; here's to today
Here's to whatever I never could say
Here's to the piper; the bastard's been paid

Down on this long stretch of Interstate 10
El Paso to Phoenix, to L.A. and then
It is north by northwest, I just follow the wind
And by midnight tonight I will be
home in Springfield again...

~Mickey Newbury

Official Website: http://www.mickeynewbury.com

Note: A majority of these photographs comes from the Newbury family, friends of Mickey's, and from my own collection. Some images were borrowed. If anyone objects to this video due to copyright considerations regarding the borrowed photographs, please make contact and the work will be removed.

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[charliedehaven]

love this song. so sad that Mickey is no longer with us - he was the finest songwriter and just noone could put a song over the way he did

[bigjack940]

Beautiful, as all mickeys music. Wish he were still here, but, taken away from us way too early.

[sure00shot]

Tom Waits sings pretty much the same way Mickey does but with a gravely voice or Mickey Newbury sings like Tom Waits but with no gravely voice. Or to say another way. When I hear either of them sing I think of the other.

[touttamoi]

Beautiful tribute to a great poet. Thank you!

[bipolarbert]

These are great photos , thanks for taking the time to upload this wonderful audio/visual experience !

[dawnjakeleah]

He was so handsome. Just a fan who loves him still..He is singing for the Lord now, I'm sure of that. He is missed here.

[bipolarbert]

He is a perfectionist in slow, sad songs.

[ecor1988]

The Best!!!!!!!!

[teddie488]

So so beautifully sad Thank you for the upload

[bloemetjen]

This man not being one of the greatest legends in this worlds music history shows me that somethings wrong with this world...

What a great singer song writer and what a great voice...