[Lyric] Sweet Thursday (Matt Costa)

[Verse 1]
I'm waiting in the pines
I'm waiting in the forest
Pilon at my side
The treasure lies before us

[Verse 2]
And so we started walking
We knew they couldn't harm us
And how the wind is crying
When misty morning dawn breaks

[Bridge]
We'll walk back to the flats
With gallons in our hands

[Verse 3]
We're working in the fields
We're working on the farms
We do just like our fathers
How can they take that from us?
[Verse 4]
And so we started driving
We had no choice to leave this
The bowl was left behind us
For Hooverville's before us

[Bridge]
Three Hundred thousand
Bodies who can't rest

[Chorus]
Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey
Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey

[Verse 5]
So I started driving
And left my home behind me
The row there kept reminding
Of pages in your writing

[Chorus]
Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey
Sweet Thursday is calling me back up to Monterey