Lyrics

7. Amelia
(JB Strauss, Paul Ebersold)
Lead Vocals: JB Strauss
Rhythm Electric Guitar: Court Clement
Bass Guitar: Jon Estes
Drums: Jordan Perlson
Piano: Kai Welch

Lazy Sunday morning south of the city
We slept through the church bells ain’t it a pity, darlin’
They really put you in a Georgia state of mind
Running through fields of sorghum, eating watermelon rind
You were born wilder than wisteria vine
A roadside beauty running country miles
Around any man, yeah, who tried to lay a claim
Lucky for me, I knew you would never be tamed

Easy ride, roll on high, Amelia
Seasons change, don’t mean a thing, I still feel ya
Every time I open a window
And the breeze blows in
Your love stones me again, sweet Amelia

Life has a way of moving love around
Like kaleidoscopes and radios move color and sound
But maybe the motion keeps it alive
So don’t let up darlin’, just let out and drive

Easy ride, roll on high Amelia
Seasons change, don’t mean a thing, I still feel ya
Every time I open a window
And the breeze blows in
Your love stones me again, sweet Amelia

Let’s let the morning blur to afternoon
Like when we first met and late May bled into early June

Easy ride, roll on high Amelia
Seasons change, don’t mean a thing, I still feel ya
Every time I open a window
And the breeze blows in
Your love stones me again
Your love stoned me again
I said your love stones me again, Amelia

Come on, girl
Roll it up right
To the morning light
Roll it up tight, girl
All the way into the afternoon
With the street cars all rolling by
But you and I don’t give a damn
In the afternoon