Song | Mountain Time |
Artist | Joe Bonamassa |
Album | An Acoustic Evening at the Vienna Opera |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
You drive west on 80 and it won't take too long ‘ | |
Til the road starts climbing up to mountain time | |
There's a girl | |
I know there, she lives free and easy | |
And she shows me wonders and she takes my mind | |
And she's wild as eagles | |
She's as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life's flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it's good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Now I hate the city and | |
I love the country | |
And I love that feeling on that mountain high | |
And that girl is waiting, but she won't wait too long | |
So I drive all night to that clear blue sky | |
And she's wild as eagles | |
She's as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life's flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it's good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
I can feel it in the wind blow | |
I can feel love flow | |
And I'll be there when the morning comes, yeah | |
And she's wild as eagles | |
She's as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life's flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it's good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Bright golden wing | |
And she's wild as eagles | |
She's as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life's flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it's good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Bright golden wing |
You drive west on 80 and it won' t take too long | |
Til the road starts climbing up to mountain time | |
There' s a girl | |
I know there, she lives free and easy | |
And she shows me wonders and she takes my mind | |
And she' s wild as eagles | |
She' s as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life' s flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it' s good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Now I hate the city and | |
I love the country | |
And I love that feeling on that mountain high | |
And that girl is waiting, but she won' t wait too long | |
So I drive all night to that clear blue sky | |
And she' s wild as eagles | |
She' s as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life' s flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it' s good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
I can feel it in the wind blow | |
I can feel love flow | |
And I' ll be there when the morning comes, yeah | |
And she' s wild as eagles | |
She' s as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life' s flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it' s good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Bright golden wing | |
And she' s wild as eagles | |
She' s as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life' s flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it' s good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Bright golden wing |
You drive west on 80 and it won' t take too long | |
Til the road starts climbing up to mountain time | |
There' s a girl | |
I know there, she lives free and easy | |
And she shows me wonders and she takes my mind | |
And she' s wild as eagles | |
She' s as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life' s flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it' s good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Now I hate the city and | |
I love the country | |
And I love that feeling on that mountain high | |
And that girl is waiting, but she won' t wait too long | |
So I drive all night to that clear blue sky | |
And she' s wild as eagles | |
She' s as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life' s flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it' s good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
I can feel it in the wind blow | |
I can feel love flow | |
And I' ll be there when the morning comes, yeah | |
And she' s wild as eagles | |
She' s as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life' s flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it' s good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Bright golden wing | |
And she' s wild as eagles | |
She' s as sweet as honeysuckle | |
Her life' s flowing like a mountain stream | |
And she takes me somewhere | |
And it' s good to be there | |
And she pulls me into her bright golden wing | |
Bright golden wing |