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Mountain Parkway

 

Mountain Parkway

(album: Door Without A Screen - 2013)


A tin roof on an A-framed house
A barren field with a horse and cow
A wide one room church where people say their vows
Naked trees and evergreens
A hitchhiker walks in holey jeans
A big yellow school bus is loaded down with dreams.

I drove for miles, this is what I've seen
Yeah, I've gone to all these places, like a door without a screen
I've been to Nashville, through Bowling Green
Yeah, there's nothing like the lines that run, from here to one-fourteen
If the road was a song, this is what it'd say when you drive the Mountain Parkway
Yeah, when you drive the Mountain Parkway.

The wooden crosses and exit signs
The road contruction's faded lines
A place where all of these flat lands turn to mountain skies
An old barn where tobacco hangs
Farms where folks were born and stayed
And every house that I pass by has a worn flag that's raised.

I drove for miles, this is what I've seen
Yeah, I've gone to all these places, like a door without a screen
I've been to Nashville, through Bowling Green
Yeah, there's nothing like the line that runs from here to one-fourteen
If the road was a song, this is what it'd say when you drive the Mountain Parkway
Yeah, when you drive the Mountain Parkway.

Yeah, I know it like the back of my hand
Yeah, we're close just like a kin
I could drive it with my eyes closed, but I wouldn't want to miss
At mile marker twenty-two, where the hillsides show their face, right there, on the mountain parkway.

I drove for miles, this is what I've seen
Yeah, I've gone to all these places, like a door without a screen
I've been to Pikeville, route twenty-three
Yeah, there's nothing like the lines that run, sixty-four to one-fourteen
If the road was a song, this is what it'd say when you drive the Mountain Parkway
Yeah, when you drive the Mountain Parkway

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