Danko/Manuel (Live)

Let the night air cool you off Tilt your head back and try to cough Don't say nothing 'bout the things you never saw Let the night air cool you off I ain't living like I should A little rest might do me good Got to sinking in the place where I once stood Now I ain't living like I should Can you hear that singing, sounds like gold? Maybe I can only hear it in my head 15 years ago we owned that road Now it's rolling over us instead Richard Manuel is dead God forbid you call their bluff Like the nightmares ain't enough Remember when we used to think that we were tough? God forbid you call their bluff First they make you out to be The only pirates on the sea They say Danko might have been real proud of me Is that the man I want to be? Can you hear that singing, sounds like gold? Maybe I could make it bigger overseas 15 years ago we owned that road Now it only gives us somewhere else to leave Something else you can't believe Can you hear that singing, sounds like gold? Maybe I can hear poor Richard from the grave Singin' where to reap and when to sow When you've found another home you have to leave Something else you can't believe Something else you can't believe Thank you so much Thanks to our horn section over here Mr. Chad Fisher on trombone Rob Alley on the trumpet Mr. Brad Guin on the saxophone Good people