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Saugerties, New York (Hanson)

Yellow, gingham, cafe curtains and aprons on the wall.
I have wandered down a side street to a Kitchen named after a girl.
I am empty bowls and dried-up wells seated under pressed tin tiles.
And, I wonder is this river a ribbon between us and all these miles.

In the village, lights blink on and sidewalks swell with crowds.
I have waded through the water with its branches and its bottles all around.
I am dusty books and parchment pages and poems that I’ve never written down.
I could fit among the knickknacks and trinkets in this fact’ry town.

Chorus:
Oh, I could pull you into this small-town scene.
Grease the chains and the gears of this old machine.
Rent a one-bedroom dream on Partition Street.
Wear your six-string ring over my heart beat.

My east-side room, it glows with light in the hazy morning shine.
I have slumbered in a lighthouse weathered by the “American Rhine.”
I am crystal water and ocean brine and a river that flows two ways.
I get wrecked and sometimes rescued by whatever they call “love” these days.

Chorus:
Oh, I could pull you into this small-town scene.
Grease the chains and the gears of this old machine.
Rent a one-bedroom dream on Partition Street.
Wear your six-string ring over my heart beat.

Old-time theater down on Main Street. Early evening rain.
I am passing by a poster of two lovers embracing near a train.
I am romance movies and big-screen drama and New York-neon signs.
If I bottle up my love for you, would this liquid fire shine?

Chorus:
Oh, I could pull you into this small-town scene.
Grease the chains and the gears of this old machine.
Rent a one-bedroom dream on Partition Street.
Wear your six-string ring over my heart beat.
Wear your six-string ring over my heart beat.