Like Johnny and June
Beset by the ‘Scourge of Saskatoon’
Singin' something 'bout a train
Or an early grave
Like she was holdin' his heart
By the neck of a red guitar
Then she pulled the pin from her hair
And it blew apart
The cookies never crumbled
And they always seemed so sweet
And their beauty last'd forever
May we never dig too deep
And we'll still get high on their memories
Still get high on their memory, oh
I hope ya find yours and I find mine
(Hey,) it's always been about us love
I hope ya find yours and I find mine
(Hey,) it's always been about us love
You were holdin' my hand
There's a fire, and another man
There's a passenger seat
Somewhere far from me
And when I play it back
It feels like summer (and a heart attack)
And ‘what's the point of doin' anything
If they ain't gonna pay ya well? ’
Well you're ten feet tall in the legends I tell
Breathin' fire and raisin' hell
But ya still get high on my memory
So why'd ya never get high with me?
I hope ya find yours and I find mine (hey)
It's always been about us love
You said
This is the story
And these are the rules
I'll never letcha go
Without a piece a me
Every broken chorus
Between bars of blues
Johnny never let her down
Nah, he never set her free
I hope ya find yours and I find mine (hey)
It's always been about us love
Our love, our love
