Half Twain The Jesse

Jesse, there’s a curve in the road
And it’s shaped just like a toucan’s nose
If you can’t find your clementine
I will lay these pieces in time

This road is whole, lord
This road is dull work
And this road travels a vague blue line
And it’s shaped like a W with a tortured spine
And I can’t say that I’m all the way out of love this time
But I’m bettin’ on the curve with the master’s dime

Jesse, there’s a curve in my song
And it’s shaped like a Moon that’s almost gone
And I can’t find my clementine
That I’ll play in a game just in time

This road is whole, lord
This road is dull work
And this road travels in a state so blind
And it’s darin’ like a weasel that make headlines
But I can’t say that of anyone and anything this time
But I’m turnin’, down the road there’s some heavy lime

Jesse, there’s a curve in the road
And it’s shaped just like a toucan’s nose
And I can’t find my clementine
I will lay these pieces just in time