Flame Trees (Acoustic)

Keep the drive on Saturday afternoon just passin' me by

I'm just savoring familiar sights

We shared some history this town and I

And I can't stop that long forgotten feeling of her

Try to book a room to stay tonight

Number one is to find some friends to say you're doin' well

After all this time you boys look just the same

Number two is to pappy-r in one of two hotels

Settle in to play do you remember so and so

Number three is to never say her name

All the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there's nothing else could set fire to this town

There's no change there's no pace

Everything within its place

Just makes it harder to believe she won't be around

Who needs this sentimental bullshit

Don't take more than a memory to make me cry

I'm happy just to sit here round a table with old friends

And see which one of us can tell the biggest lie

And there's a girl fallin' in love where the pianola stands

With a young local factory out-of-worker holdin' hands

And I'm wonderin' if he'll go or if he'll stay

Do you remember nothing stopped us on the field in our day

All the flame trees will blind the weary driver

And there's nothing else could set fire to this town

There's no change there's no pace

Everything within its place

Just makes it harder to believe she won't be around