Lyrics Cowboy Junkies

Cowboy Junkies

200 More Miles

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 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 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