Let It Grow

Lyrics: Michael Falzarano
Music: Michael Falzarano

A Michael Falzarano song played by the New Riders of the Purple Sage - not to be confused with the Grateful Dead song with the same title.

I'm waiting on the answer, wondering which way to go
Seemed the more that I learned, the less did I know
I've been up all night, just trying to get some rest
Tossing and turning, with no [?]
Now I'm standing in the doorway, looking up and down the avenue
The traffic's stopped dead, and I can't move
You can lead your horse to water, but you can't make him drink
He's got a mind of his own, no matter what you think
You might be down and out, you might be up on top
Still you got to plant some seeds to harvest a crop
Guess I just keep back and let it grow
Let the tide roll in, let the seasons change
Let the four winds blow
Just keep back and let it grow
Gotta let it grow

When I was younger everything was black and white
There was noThere was no backing dow, it was all stand and fight
But I'm a little older now ane thing for sure I can say
I never knew there were so many different shades of grey
It's hard to stay true to what you believe
After you've played all them aces up your sleeve
From your body and soul to a bag of rice
There ain't nothing on this earth that don't have a price
You can pay later, or you can pay now
But you're gonna pay someday, somehow
Now you're sitting at the table, the dealer's waiting on your next move
It seems hard to know which cards to hold and which to use
Guess I just keep back, let it grow
Let the tide roll in, let the seasons change
Let the four winds blow
Just keep back and let it grow
Gotta let it grow
Let it grow

It's a long way to the station, even a longer way back
Well I've been studying them signs, and reading them maps
Well it ain't clear, and it's hard to say
If I'm any closer than I was yesterday
I've travelled a million miles, yet the further I go
It seems the closer the destination, the longer the road
Now if I win big, or if I go bust
I know who'll be there for me, I know who I can trust
I put it down, baby, and it looks real good
Still when the morning comes around, I don't feel like I should
There's a lot of crying and whiskey, you're feeling low down
You just got to get up under the ball and catch the rebound
Guess I just keep back, let it grow
Let the tide roll in, let the seasons change
Let the four winds blow
Just keep back and let it grow
Gotta let it grow

Gotta let it grow
Let it grow
You gotta let it grow
Let it grow
Let it grow