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  • I buried him down by the river cause thats where he liked to be And every night when the moon is high I go there and weep openly He and I were married By this river neath this willow tree And with God and friends witnessing it He pledged his life to me To me he was earth And I rooted in his soil I to he was sky vast and free Of the burdens from which he toiled Then one night a terrible fight Words spoken better left unsaid With his wedding vows ringing in my ears He gave his life to me They say to love is to bury Those demons from which we all hide But tonight by this river neath this willow tree Becoming one of earth and sky 200 more miles Atlantas 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 Ive 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 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 dont travel past, travel hard before And Im beginning to understand That Ive 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 Drawing me to reach an end And when I reach there, Ill turn back And you and I can begin again Ive 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 Ive got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line Before I sleep But I wouldnt trade all your golden tomorrows For one hour of this night Atlantas a distant memory Montgomery a recent birth And tulsa burns on the desert floor Like a signal fire

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