- Votes:
- Composers:
- Welch
- Gillian Howard / Rawlings
- David Todd
 
- Genres:
- Country
- Folk
 
- Tags:
- alt country
- americana
- female vocalist
 
- See also:
Gillian Welch - Wrecking Ball lyrics
Look out boys, 'cause I'm a rollin' stone.
 That's what I was when I just left home.
 I took every secret that I'd ever known
 And headed for the wall
 Like a wrecking ball.
 Started down a little road of sin
 Playin' bass under a pseudonym.
 The days were rough, and it's all quite dim,
 But my mind cuts through it all
 Like a wrecking ball.
 Oh, just a little 'Deadhead
 Who's watching,
 Who's watching.
 I's just a little 'Deadhead.
 Won a dollar on a scholarship.
 I got tired and let my average slip.
 And I's a farmer in the pogonip
 Of a weed that I recall
 was like a wrecking ball.
 Gillian Welch - Wrecking Ball - http://motolyrics.com/gillian-welch/wrecking-ball-lyrics.html
 I met a lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin.
 She showed me colors I'd never seen
 And drank the bottom out of my canteen
 Then left me in the fall
 Like a wrecking ball.
 Standin there in the morning mist,
 A Jack & Coke at the end of my wrist.
 Yes, I remember when first we kissed,
 Though it was nothing at all
 Like a wrecking ball.
 Hey, boys, a little 'Deadhead
 Who's watching,
 Who's watching.
 I's just a little 'Deadhead,
 Too much trouble for me to shake
 Oh, the weather and the blinding ache
 We was ridin high 'til the eighty-nine quake
 Hit the Santa Cruz Garden Mall
 Like a wrecking ball.















