200 More Miles
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โฑ๏ธ 5:29 duration
๐ ID: 9146570
๐ Lyrics
Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
like a signal fire
I got Willie on the radio
a dozen things on my mind
and number one is fleshing out
these dreams of mine
I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight
In Nashville there is a lighter
in a case for all to see
it speaks of dreams and heartaches
left unsung
And in the corner stands a guitar and
lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand
I don't travel past, travel hard before
and I'm beginning to understand
That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight
They say that I am crazy
my life wasting on this road
that time will find my dreams
scared or dead and cold
But I heard there is a light
drawing me to reach an end
and when I reach there, I'll turn back
and you and I can begin again
I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight
I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows
for one hour of this night
Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
like a signal fire
Montgomery a recent birth
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
like a signal fire
I got Willie on the radio
a dozen things on my mind
and number one is fleshing out
these dreams of mine
I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight
In Nashville there is a lighter
in a case for all to see
it speaks of dreams and heartaches
left unsung
And in the corner stands a guitar and
lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand
I don't travel past, travel hard before
and I'm beginning to understand
That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight
They say that I am crazy
my life wasting on this road
that time will find my dreams
scared or dead and cold
But I heard there is a light
drawing me to reach an end
and when I reach there, I'll turn back
and you and I can begin again
I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight
I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows
for one hour of this night
Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
like a signal fire
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:28.02] Atlanta's a distant memory
[00:33.88] Montgomery a recent birth
[00:41.20] and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
[00:47.11] like a signal fire
[00:54.02] I got Willie on the radio
[01:00.82] a dozen things on my mind
[01:07.53] and number one is fleshing out
[01:13.30] these dreams of mine
[01:21.99] I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
[01:27.76] before I sleep
[01:35.16] But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
[01:41.75] to fall into tonight
[01:48.72] In Nashville there is a lighter
[01:55.07] in a case for all to see
[02:01.22] it speaks of dreams and heartaches
[02:08.32] left unsung
[02:14.64] And in the corner stands a guitar and
[02:21.45] lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand
[02:28.22] I don't travel past, travel hard before
[02:34.65] and I'm beginning to understand
[02:41.39] That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
[02:48.74] before I sleep
[02:55.67] But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
[03:02.15] to fall into tonight
[03:09.20] They say that I am crazy
[03:15.02] my life wasting on this road
[03:22.16] that time will find my dreams
[03:30.47] scared or dead and cold
[03:34.95] But I heard there is a light
[03:41.56] drawing me to reach an end
[03:48.21] and when I reach there, I'll turn back
[03:54.98] and you and I can begin again
[04:01.14] I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
[04:08.60] before I sleep
[04:15.38] But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
[04:22.05] to fall into tonight
[04:28.32] I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
[04:37.01] before I sleep
[04:41.96] But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows
[04:49.02] for one hour of this night
[04:55.97] Atlanta's a distant memory
[05:02.42] Montgomery a recent birth
[05:09.46] and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
[05:16.48] like a signal fire
[05:28.69]
[00:33.88] Montgomery a recent birth
[00:41.20] and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
[00:47.11] like a signal fire
[00:54.02] I got Willie on the radio
[01:00.82] a dozen things on my mind
[01:07.53] and number one is fleshing out
[01:13.30] these dreams of mine
[01:21.99] I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
[01:27.76] before I sleep
[01:35.16] But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
[01:41.75] to fall into tonight
[01:48.72] In Nashville there is a lighter
[01:55.07] in a case for all to see
[02:01.22] it speaks of dreams and heartaches
[02:08.32] left unsung
[02:14.64] And in the corner stands a guitar and
[02:21.45] lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand
[02:28.22] I don't travel past, travel hard before
[02:34.65] and I'm beginning to understand
[02:41.39] That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
[02:48.74] before I sleep
[02:55.67] But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
[03:02.15] to fall into tonight
[03:09.20] They say that I am crazy
[03:15.02] my life wasting on this road
[03:22.16] that time will find my dreams
[03:30.47] scared or dead and cold
[03:34.95] But I heard there is a light
[03:41.56] drawing me to reach an end
[03:48.21] and when I reach there, I'll turn back
[03:54.98] and you and I can begin again
[04:01.14] I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
[04:08.60] before I sleep
[04:15.38] But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
[04:22.05] to fall into tonight
[04:28.32] I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
[04:37.01] before I sleep
[04:41.96] But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows
[04:49.02] for one hour of this night
[04:55.97] Atlanta's a distant memory
[05:02.42] Montgomery a recent birth
[05:09.46] and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
[05:16.48] like a signal fire
[05:28.69]