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
That 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
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 i wouldn’t trade all your golden tomorrows
For one hour of this night
Atlanta’s a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
And tulsa burns on the desert floor
Like a signal fire