[00:00.00]Bus To Baton Rouge - Lucinda Williams [00:06.92]Written by：Lucinda Williams [00:13.85]I had to go back to that house one more time [00:21.75]To see if Camellias were in bloom [00:29.80]So many reasons it's been on my mind [00:37.36]The house on Belmont Avenue [00:45.63]Built up on cinderblocks off of the ground [00:52.38]What with the rain and the soft swampy land [01:00.36]By the sweet honeysuckle that grew all around [01:08.64]Were switches when we were bad [01:15.38]I took a bus to Baton Rougeetc [01:23.71]I took a bus to Baton Rougeetc [01:47.95]All the front rooms were kept closed off [01:55.00]I never liked to go in there much [02:03.84]Sometimes the doors they'd be locked [02:10.76]'Cause there were precious things [02:13.20]That I couldn't touch [02:18.57]The company couch covered in plastic [02:26.78]Little books about being saved [02:34.04]The dining room table nobody ate at [02:42.32]And the piano nobody played [02:49.36]I took a bus to Baton Rougeetc [02:57.53]I took a bus to Baton Rougeetc [03:20.70]There was this beautiful lamp I always loved [03:29.25]A seashore was painted on the shade [03:36.68]It would turn around when you switched on the bulb [03:44.89]And gently rock the waves [03:52.26]The driveway was covered with tiny white seashells [04:00.05]A fig tree stood in the backyard [04:07.70]There are other things I remember as well [04:15.57]But to tell them would be just be too hard [04:23.85]Ghosts in the wind that blow through my life [04:31.41]Follow me wherever I go [04:38.49]I'll never be free from these chains inside [04:47.11]Hidden deep down in my soul [04:53.76]I took a bus to Baton Rougeetc [05:01.61]I took a bus to Baton Rougeetc [05:09.28]I took a bus to Baton Rougeetc