Coalinga Lyrics by Band of Horses
The first of days, on our way
Towards the biggest stage of the western states
At the Thunderbird Lodge the creeping resident gives a strong salute
Not the best shoes for shingles though
Things are great, yeah things are great
In a cow shit smelling hellhole called Coalinga
Called Coalinga, Coalinga
Called Coalinga
Try not to spill anything, you’re welcome back anytime
You’re welcome back anytime
And the windy walk provided to be quite a trip
Being carried by my ribcage up the hill
Goddamn someone said
Seated at the table of a hotel bar, no epiphanies
But the thing is, it isn’t
And they said
You’re welcome back anytime
To the foul ass smelling hellhole called
Coalinga
Called Coalinga, Coalinga
Called Coalinga
You’re welcome back anytime, anytime (Anytime)
Called Coalinga
Coalinga
Called Coalinga
You’re welcome back anytime, anytime