I left your house this morning, about a quarter after nine.
It could have been the Willie Nelson, it could have been the wine.
When I left your house this morning, it was a little after nine.
It was in Bobcaygeon, where I saw the light of day.
I saw the constellations, reveal themselves one star at a time.
I drove back to town this morning.
With working hours.
With a light on my mind.
I thought I may be quitting.
I thought of leaving it behind.
Went back to bed this morning.
And as I'm pulling down the blind.
Yeah, the sky was dull.
And hypothetical and falling one cloud at a time
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
Riding on horseback and keeping order restored
Till the man they couldn't hang stepped to the mic and sang
And their voices rang with that ebony twang
I got to your house this morning
Just a little after nine
In the middle of that riot
Couldn't get you off my mind
So I'm at your house this morning
Just a little after nine
Cause it was in Bobcaygeon
Where I saw the constellation
Reveal themselves one star at a time
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
Riding on horseback and keeping order restored
Till the man they couldn't hang stepped to the mic and sang
And their voices rang with that ebony twang
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
Riding on horseback and keeping order restored
Till the man they couldn't hang stepped to the mic and sang
And their voices rang with that ebony twang
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
Reveal themselves one star at a time
Cause it was in Bobcaygeon
Where I saw the constellation
Reveal themselves one star at a time
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
Reveal themselves one star at a time
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
Till the man they couldn't hang stepped to the mic and sang
And their voices rang with that ebony twang
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
Reveal themselves one star at a time
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
That night in Toronto with his checkerboard floors
Reveal themselves one star at a time
