That I'm the pretender,
I'm not what I'm supposed to be
But who could know, if I'm a traitor?
Times the revelator, revelator.
They caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride.
The fortune lady came along she walked beside,
But every word seemed to date her.
Times the revelator, the revelator.
Up in the morning up and on the ride.
I drive in to corning and all the spindles whine
And ever day is getting straighter.
Times the revelator the revelator
Leaving the valley and fucking out of sight
I'll go back to cali where I can sleep out every night
And watch the waves and move the fader.
Queen of fakes and Imitators
Times the revelator.
"Revelator" as written by Gillian Howard Welch David Todd Rawlings
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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