200 More Miles - Cowboy Junkies

Atlanta’s a distant memory

Montgomery a recent blur

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