Well, it's the same old song, it's right an' it's wrong, An' livin' is just somethin' that I do.

Song of the Day - Hands on the Wheel
Artist - Willie Nelson, Madison Cunningham

As I said yesterday, one of the things I most appreciate at this time is all
the creative home concerts musicians have been doing. If you are familiar with
Live from Here (formally Prairie Home Companion), the host Chris Thile as
become "Live from Home" challenging various artist to play from their
respective homes for us in our respective homes. There have been many great
posts so far I’m sure I’ll revisit here later. But yesterday it was Madison
Cunningham’s cover of Willie Nelson that was so sweet so melancholy I couldn’t
resist it.
So many of us are experiencing the world differently right now even going
through the exact same crisis. I feel like the last week I’ve been going nonstop
in the ER. And even at home, people’s thoughts are racing nonstop with the new
info changing info new fears, new hopes, etc. But this song is a totally
different mood during a world flipped upside down. It’s melancholy, it’s observant,
it’s simple, it’s country, and boy it makes me miss home. So if you need a
break from your racing thoughts, this one’s for you.



At a time when the world seems to be spinnin' hopelessly out of control,

There's deceivers an' believers an' old in-betweeners,

That seem to have no place to go.

Well, it's the same old song, it's right an' it's wrong,

An' livin' is just somethin' that I do.

An' with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes,

An' I found myself in you.



I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars.

An' I've nearly gone up in smoke.

Now my hand's on the wheel, I've something that's real,

An' I feel like I'm goin' home.



An' in the shade of an oak down by the river,

Sit an old man an' a boy,

Settin' sail, spinnin' tales an' fishin' for whales,

With a lady they both enjoy.

Well, it's the same damn tune, it's the man in the moon.

It's the way that I feel about you.

An' with no place to hide, I looked in your eyes,

An' I found myself in you.



An' I looked to the stars, tried all of the bars.

An' I've nearly gone up in smoke.

Now my hand's on the wheel, I've something that's real,

An' I feel like I'm goin' home.



[Instrumental break]