Little sister,
Brother Ray is calling from a phone booth in the desert.
Little sister,
He says the stars are falling out here.
Little sister,
He says the Greyhound is waiting.
He's gone to work a deal in heaven.
He sees Soda Mountain in the moonlight.
He sees orange groves in lamplight halos.
And he says, Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Writer(s): Thomas, Moline, Diagram
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