Chrome Dreams II

One morning when I was ridin' in my old pickup truck A beautiful bluebird came flyin' down My eyes caught the color as it led me down the road Dippin' and bobbin' in the sun Beautiful bluebird, see how she flies Looks like she's always goin' home If

Sometimes when I go walking among the tall trees I feel the light coming down on me Under moon, under sun, I feel the chosen one Through the mist, come walking here with me And the leaves on the ground make a rustling sound In the wind now blowing in

I'm like an eagle, I like to fly high I'm like a snake, I like to lay low I'm like a black man, I'm like a white man Maybe a red man, I don't know. I'm just a passenger on this old freight train I ride the boxcar through the night I doesn't matter wh