Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Robert Hunter, Bob Dylan
A lyric in Box of Rain. It doesn't appear ever to have been played by Robert
Hunter, but I've seen references to it having been recorded by Bob Dylan during
the sessions for "Down In The Groove" (when he recorded Hunter's "Silvio" and
"Ugliest Girl In The World").
Needle's on empty
and here I'm stuck
Four in the morning
and just my luck
Listen to the radio
waiting for the sun
Can't flag a ride
until daylight comes
Four in the morning
and out of gas
Mile and a half
from Tioga Pass
Tuned to a station
I've never heard
while moonlight glimmers
on Dead Man's Curve
Glory in the morning
and God bless you
for playing that song
when another would do
Four in the morning
and out of gas
Mile and a half
from Tioga Pass
Ain't quite rock
although it moves
It sure ain't country
and it's not the blues
They don't say nothing
when it gets to the end
Just keep playing it
over again
Four in the morning
and out of gas
Mile and a half
from Tioga Pass
It isn't pop
and it isn't soul
Nothing like fifties
rock and roll
It isn't folk
Not especially jazz
Got something special
nothing else has
Four in the morning
and out of gas
Mile and a half
from Tioga Pass
The sun comes up
about six o'clock
The station drifts
to some pre-fab rock
Although they played it
all night long
I never did learn
the name of that song