I'm driving up to Eagle Rock to Rob's and Carolee's,
The two of them have lot's to do,
Two busy little bees,
But they've always got time for a visit,
Their spirit's gentle as a breeze,
There's some chips and a Corona waiting,
Just as pretty as you please.
Anyone who's been there most certainly agrees,
With faithful friends like this who has enemies?
So if you're ever up by Eagle Rock it's worth the trip to be with friends like kin, and welcomed in by Rob and Carolee.
In the smoky conversation out on the hilltop balcony,
God is in the details and the gentle revelry,
Like me they've got no money and are always on their knees,
They've got the kind of wisdom that puts a troubled heart at ease.
And anyone who's been there most certainly agrees,
With faithful friends like this who has enemies?
So if you're ever up by Eagle Rock it's worth the trip to be with friends like kin, and welcomed in by Rob and Carolee.
Down the pitch-black hills of Eagle Rock the road it curves, then serpentines,
My headlights catch the movement of the dancing cypress trees,
And even dark roads lead us homeward, and I smile cause I believe that I'll always find a light on at Rob's and Carolee's
