For the Miles Songtext
von Richard Murray
For the Miles Songtext
Open up your window, open up your door
He′s comin' in from the wilderness, he won′t hurt you no more
The apple of your eye ain't rotten yet to the core
He ran with the herd and heard them distant cries
Flocked wit the birds but they pecked at his eyes
Just let the boy inside ma, please let him rest awhile
If you fall to the Black Wind, howlin' and hostile
You′re in it for the long haul
You′re in it for the miles
For the miles, for the miles
You're in it for the long haul
You′re in it for the miles
Oh brother oh brother where you been so long
I nursed the heart of a mother heavin' heavy for a son
Wanted and AWOL
Flew the coop just like Lost John
Put him down in the easy chair, wash his face and his neck
Way down in the easy chair till his fever break
I′ll put some money in his jacket
Lord I hope it ain't a mistake
He used to take me out drivin′ ma, he used to make me smile
He kept me survivin' ma, as he fell to the vial
Just let the boy inside ma, please let him rest a while
Just a while and he'll be long gone like he′s outta style
If you fall to the Black Wind, howlin′ and hostile
You're in it for the long haul
You′re in it for the miles
For the miles, for the miles
You're in it for the long haul
You′re in it for the miles
He′s comin' in from the wilderness, he won′t hurt you no more
The apple of your eye ain't rotten yet to the core
He ran with the herd and heard them distant cries
Flocked wit the birds but they pecked at his eyes
Just let the boy inside ma, please let him rest awhile
If you fall to the Black Wind, howlin' and hostile
You′re in it for the long haul
You′re in it for the miles
For the miles, for the miles
You're in it for the long haul
You′re in it for the miles
Oh brother oh brother where you been so long
I nursed the heart of a mother heavin' heavy for a son
Wanted and AWOL
Flew the coop just like Lost John
Put him down in the easy chair, wash his face and his neck
Way down in the easy chair till his fever break
I′ll put some money in his jacket
Lord I hope it ain't a mistake
He used to take me out drivin′ ma, he used to make me smile
He kept me survivin' ma, as he fell to the vial
Just let the boy inside ma, please let him rest a while
Just a while and he'll be long gone like he′s outta style
If you fall to the Black Wind, howlin′ and hostile
You're in it for the long haul
You′re in it for the miles
For the miles, for the miles
You're in it for the long haul
You′re in it for the miles
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