Can't You Hear Me Calling    (Rick Roberts/Chris Hillman)


Drivin' in my car down to the corner bar
I'm gonnna get real drunk and crazy before I'm through
And when I've had my fill and you know I will
Baby then I'll get my message home to you

Can't you hear me calling
Can't you hear me calling
Oh it seems as though I've wasted too much time
Can't you hear me calling
Can't you hear me calling
Lord I'm about to lose my mind

I  pulled back into town before the sun went down
I spent twenty-four hours behind the old jail door
And the judge said son, I know you've had your fun
But I better not catch you have-not anymore

Can't you hear me calling
Can't you feel me falling
Oh, things that I've gone through that make you mine
Can't you hear me calling
Can't you feel me falling
Lord I'm about to lose my mind


"Flying Burrito Brothers" 1971

Rick Roberts tells:
In the old days, they used to say all country songs were written
about one of five things. Drinking, jail, trucks, unrequited love
and being on the road. When Chris Hillman and I wrote this song,
it was my first venture into writing a country roadhouse tune,
and I'm proud to say we managed to cover four of those topics
in just one song. We missed being on the road, but we got the
other four. Well, we did use car instead of truck, because truck
doesn't rhyme with bar.