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Cowboy Junkies

pochette album 200 more miles
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Date de parution : 09/10/1995

Durée : 0:06:04

Style : Rock



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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

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line, before i sleep
But therell 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 and 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 all when you trade all your golden tomorrow's for one, overall this night

Atlanta's a distant memory, montgomery a recent birth
And tulsa burns on the desert floor, like a signal fire

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