Sarah In The Summer

Ive driven this road as a stranger

Ive driven this road as a friend

Ive driven this road as a slack-jawed tourist

And Im drivin on it once again

It might be cold and long and lonely

But shes waiting on the other side

And Im an hour closer to sarah in the summer

And joyfully I ride.

I climb through georgetown, silver plume

The tunnel at lovelands cove/cold?

The lake on the left is a little low

Route 9 is the breckenridge road? ?

Theres a sign right below copper mountain

Telling wheter independence runs free/where the weather & independence run free

And Im an hour closer to sarah in the summer

And thats where I wanna be

In the evening shadow of red butte

Up the lane from the slaughter house bridge

The first cabin the moonlight strikes as it crests the cleft in hunter crick ridge

Up frombetween old red and smuggler

Rising high on a piano bench there

And Im an hour closer to sarah in the summer

And what lies between beware

What lies between, beware

And the red sandstone sentinels rising high on either side

As I follow the eagle valley

Through the canyon where the saints reside

In mt snowmasss majesty south

And east out of glennwood springs

And Im an hour closer to sarah in the summer

Where the roaring river sings

Where the roaring river sings.