Because Ryan Adams is nothing if not prolific, he and the Cardinals released not one but two records of near perfection in 2005. And continuing to reconnect to his past roots, Jacksonville City Nights was even more country than Cold Roses. The South-within-him rose again with this album.
Now at the diner in the morning for a plate of eggs
The waitress tries to give me change I say, “Nah, it’s cool. Just keep it”
I read up my news, I start thinking about her
And I wonder if anybody here besides me has got any decent secrets
Oh Jacksonville, how you burn in my soul
How you hold all my dreams captive
Jackson-hell, how you play with my mind
For the longest time, I thought he was asking if anybody in the diner had any decent cigarettes. Even after I finally realized it was decent secrets, I still sing cigarettes along with it.
