Dirt Roads Songtext
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Dirt Roads Songtext
Country dirt roads –
This walk is not the same without you -
Right here – by me – the twig I trip over is you -
Over – this bridge – the memories of the past times
Look up – past the trees – and to the left –
The broken house that you lived in -
Good times was all we had –
Concrete slabs spray painted -
Leaves me pictures of you -
I patiently wait... (the place we played) for you -
I silently pray...(you′ll find a way) for you -
The top – of this tree – where we could see for miles -
Stories – of the times – the testimonies of our lives -
Smell the air – take a breath – fall asleep and listen in -
We learn a lot from experiences, but it's no good if we don′t change. -
Good times was all we had – concrete slabs spray painted -
Leaves me pictures of you - I patiently wait... for you -
I silently pray... for you
Close your eyes (It's time to move on to the new.) -
Hold on tight (forget the past, forget old 'you′.) -
We′ll be alright (look to the new pasture.) -
Close your eyes (the past won't meet your future.) -
The field – the creek - where the fort we built I think still lay -
Crooked branches with our names - still engraved -
They′ll stay the same.
This walk is not the same without you -
Right here – by me – the twig I trip over is you -
Over – this bridge – the memories of the past times
Look up – past the trees – and to the left –
The broken house that you lived in -
Good times was all we had –
Concrete slabs spray painted -
Leaves me pictures of you -
I patiently wait... (the place we played) for you -
I silently pray...(you′ll find a way) for you -
The top – of this tree – where we could see for miles -
Stories – of the times – the testimonies of our lives -
Smell the air – take a breath – fall asleep and listen in -
We learn a lot from experiences, but it's no good if we don′t change. -
Good times was all we had – concrete slabs spray painted -
Leaves me pictures of you - I patiently wait... for you -
I silently pray... for you
Close your eyes (It's time to move on to the new.) -
Hold on tight (forget the past, forget old 'you′.) -
We′ll be alright (look to the new pasture.) -
Close your eyes (the past won't meet your future.) -
The field – the creek - where the fort we built I think still lay -
Crooked branches with our names - still engraved -
They′ll stay the same.
Writer(s): Wesley Fite, Reed Corbin, Caleb Wilkerson, Clint Mcmanaman, Jacob Scott Sullivan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com