Gasoline Alley

Not released. Performed live.

Lyrics and Music: Rod Stewart & Ron Wood

Performed by Stuart Adamson w/ ‘Air Parma’

I think I know now what is making me sad
It’s a yearnin’ for my own back yard
I realize maybe I was wrong to leave
Better swallow up my silly country pride

Going home and running home
Back to Gasoline Alley where I was born
I’m going home, and I’m running home
To Gasoline Alley where I was born

When the weather’s better and the rails unfreeze
And the wind doesn’t whistle thru my knees
I’ll put on my weddin’ suit and catch the evening train
I’ll be home before the milk’s upon the door

I’m running home and I’m going home
Down to Gasoline Alley where I was born
Going home, and I’m running home
To Gasoline Alley where I was born

So, if anything should happen and my plans fall thru
Should I stray from the house upon the hill
There’s only one thing that I’m asking you
Don’t bury me here, it’s too cold

And if I’m called away and it’s my turn to leave
Should the blood run cold in my veins
Just one favor I’ll be asking of you
Don’t bury me here, it’s too cold

Just take me back, won’t you carry me back
Down to Gasoline Alley where I was born
Take me home, won’t you carry me home
To Gasoline Alley where I was born

Take me back, won’t you carry me back
Down to Gasoline Alley where I was born
Take me home, won’t you carry me home
To Gasoline Alley where I was born