Like Johnny and June
Beset by the "Scourge of Saskatoon"
Singin' something 'bout a train
Or an early grave
Like she was holdin' his heart
By the neck of a red guitar
Then she pulled the pin from her hair
And it blew apart
And the cookies never crumbled
And they always seemed so sweet
And their beauty lasts forever
May we never dig too deep
And we'll still get high on their memories
I hope you find yours and I find mine
It's always been about us love
You were holding my hand
There's a fire, and another man
There's a passenger seat
Somewhere far from me
And when I play it back
It feels like summer, and a heart attack
And "what's the point of doing anything
If they ain't gonna pay you well?"
You're ten feet tall in the legends I tell
Breathing fire, and raising Hell
But you still get high on my memory
So why'd you never get high with me?
I hope you find yours and I find mine
It's always been about us love
You'd said, 'this is the story' and 'these are the rules'
I'll never let you go without a piece of me
In every broken chorus between bars of blues
Johnny never let her down, nah he never set her free
Our love, our love, it's always been about us love