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  1. Crystals

From the recording Home Town

Lyrics

Verse 1
Hopped on a bus one day leavin’ my home town
We were crossin’ the Berkshires when the big old bus broke down
Well, there I sat with my guitar as quiet as can be
When the driver tapped my shoulder and said, “Kid, you gotta help me.”
He said we’d be awhile; he didn’t know what was wrong
And I could help him if I’d sing some simple little song

Chorus
So, I sing out about my crystals the kind I see each day
I say sometimes the crystals they come up blue; sometimes they come up gray.

Verse 2
Another time I was hitchin’ out of Springvale, Maine
I got picked up by a pretty girl her name was Mary Jane
She drove me down to Boston in time for my next show
Well, I thanked her nice and kindly, but she didn’t want to go
She said before she’d met me, things had been goin’ wrong.
So, I took out this old six string and sang this simple song.

Chorus

Verse 3
I was on my way to Concord on a bright and sunny day
When a nice old guy informed me I was headin’ the wrong way
We stopped and talked awhile; he asked me if I’d mind
To answer several questions about this thing called being blind
So, I told him my life story, but I didn’t make it long
And as I left, I left him with this simple little song.

Chorus

Verse 4
So the story goes on about my crazy life
And everyone keeps telling me that I should have a wife
Well, I got myself a partner who shares my highs and lows
She’s a sweet little gentle lady whose laughter makes me glow
And we got ourselves a sidekick who keeps us on our toes
And when he wants to go out he just nibbles at my nose
And we spend our time together nearly every single day
And sometimes the crystals they come up blue; sometimes they come up gray
And sometimes the crystals they come up blue; sometimes they come up gray


©1993 Frank Meyer