Written by Anna Horton
Never know, never know, never know,
Maybe he's a cop dressed in normal clothes,
Never say, never say, never say
What you really mean, what you really think at the end of the day
And even if you did, would you want everyone to know
That he is a cop dressed in normal clothes?
Never turn, never turn, never turn around
His big, booming voice came yellin' at you yeah yellin' from the clouds
"No, baby don't look back or you'll be a stack of salt for the rest of your life, the rest of your life"
Who'da known who'da known who'da known he was not bluffin that night?
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go slip out the back door
Every body seems to know what they're comin' here for
They seem to know what they're after
No but there ain't no chicken pot pie that is worth the time
So I gotta go, gotta go, gotta go right now
And it's an eye in the sky, it's a big golden light
And it's comin' to find you in a matter of time.
And it's the weight of the world dressed up like a little girl
Sellin' hot dogs and candy on the 4th of July
from Eye In the Sky
released December 21, 2015
Guitar, Vocals, Beatbox - Anna Horton
Mandolin, Beatbox - Joel Ludford
Upright Bass - Melissa Carper
Fiddle - Rebecca Patek
Pedal Steel - Ron Landis
Alternate Percussion - Anna Horton & Joel Ludford
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