200 More Miles Lyrics

	作曲 : Timmins
	【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

	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

	zuo qu : Timmins
	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

	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

	zuò qǔ : Timmins
	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

	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

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