From the recording Still Sitting Backstage
Bob Davoli: guitar and lead vocals
Kathleen Parks: fiddle and harmony vocals
Kevin Barry: dobro, electric guitar, and lap steel
Jesse Williams: string bass
Lyrics
I long for our love-drenched years
Cafés, caresses, gentle jazzy ballads
My melodies crave your harmony
An endless palette of hope and afterglow
Let’s take a walk down Last Chance Road
I heard that the wildflowers never grow old
What is love without abandonment?
Wildfires of the heart, roaring tigers of the soul
The aphrodisiac of innocence
Corroded by erosion of time
Let’s take a walk down Last Chance Road
I heard that the wildflowers never grow old
Your voice is an icy chill
Your lovely songs are now frozen solid
I scream at your silent notes
You put on your iron vest
Let’s take a walk down Last Chance Road,
I heard that the wildflowers never grow old
A cool October night just before twilight
Indian summer took its last breath
You said goodbye, told me not to cry
Left me to languish in the cold, dark of night
Let’s take a walk down Last Chance Road
I heard that the wildflowers never grow old
Let’s take a walk down Last Chance Road
I heard that the wildflowers never grow old