Cathedral Pines

I had myself a lover but I held him too tight
Had a leather jacket and a pair of boots
And he left one rainy night
I hear he’s up in Massachusetts whispering my name
He left that leather jacket, so I wore it 'til judgement came
I had myself a lover and he played an old guitar
Yeah I loved that busted Gibson
But we pushed it a little too far
He called me up from Arizona and let me know the news
He left behind that Gibson and a good taste for the blues
Think I’ll drive past Carson Ranches
Where that lonesome highway winds
And I’ll gaze up through the branches
In a place called Cathedral Pines
I had myself a lover who lost his way
He wandered into a darkened wood
And down a forgotten lane
He left his copy of Leaves of Grass and a faded flannel shirt
Never knew how much the memory of love could hurt
Think I’ll drive past Carson Ranches
Where that lonesome highway winds
And I’ll gaze up through the branches
In a place called Cathedral Pines
I had myself a lover but I held him too tight
He had a devilish way of wriggling loose
Then he left one Tuesday night
I’ve got letters in a shoebox, I got numbers I can call
Got a song on the dinner jukebox
Got your picture on my wall.
Think I’ll drive past Carson Ranches
Where that lonesome highway winds
And I’ll gaze up through the branches
In a place called Cathedral Pines
And I’ll stare up through the branches
On my back in Cathedral Pines