Schwa Lyrics

Sam Blackchurch

Lyricist: John Mullins
Vocalist: John Mullins

Sam Blackchurch out on the highway
Somewhere between a nightmare and a sunny day
Midland trail, is along forgotten road
The deeds a rights to crossroads been so long ago
Slow motion all that curved and straight
Lines that pass through lines conduct to negotiate

Naturally, naturally, naturally, naturally, naturally

Sam Blackchurch is neither here nor there
It's come as you are with your masks off, if you dare
He is at home and any place he is
He hangs his hat with a smile on his face he is
Telling tall tales across a decade span
Well a good ole yarn is as priceless as it's ever been

Naturally, naturally, naturally, naturally, naturally

Sam Blackchurch, he rolls, he blows along
An Appalachain wind through the the hills
And then he's gone
Headed up and then going down
North, south, east, and west
Never even touched the ground

Sam Blackchurch out on the highway
Somewhere between a nightmare and a sunny day

Naturally, naturally, naturally, naturally, naturally