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{written by Sheryl Crow, Jeff Trott and Brian McLeod}
{additional vocal by Larry Graham}
Everyday is a winding road, is a winding road, is
, down the road,
Got a pretty little girl, down the road

Now every day and Sunday too
I go to see my Pearly Blue
Before you hear that rooster crow
Now down the road just a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About so high and her hair is brown
The Prettiest thing boys in this
Now down the road just a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About so high and her hair is brown
The Prettiest thing boys in this
to
know about my life so check this out; this is called My Own Hell
Produced by Don Juan

[Intro 2]
Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want
Now down the road just a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About so high and her hair is brown
The Prettiest thing boys in this
Now down the road just a mile or two
Lives a little girl named Pearly Blue
About so high and her hair is brown
The Prettiest thing boys in this
road that brought me here
For every breath, for every day of living
This is my Thanksgiving

For everyone who helped me start
And for everything
running in circles
Lost in the hurt and the pain
We can try every road
But at the end of the day
Love is the only way

Right now we can start from right
Hemlock for the Gods
Fading resistance
Draining the weakness
Penetrating inner light

Road into the dark unaware
Winding ever higher
Darkness by her
Hemlock for the Gods
Fading resistance
Draining the weakness
Penetrating inner light

Road into the dark unaware
Winding ever higher
Darkness by her
When the moon is bright
On a Saturday night
There's a thousand stars in the sky
On a winding road her memory flows
She'll face the fact
She
When the moon is bright
On a Saturday night
There's a thousand stars in the sky
On a winding road her memory flows
She'll face the fact
She
Maybe you can move into a cabin
And near a river down a lonely winding road
Friendly conversation
Then you read by candlelight

Every word
every trace is gone
It's a winding road from Cuesta way
Down sunset to the beach
Though Canoga Park is a straight safe drive
It's too far outta reach
behind
When all we have is here and now
All our lives
Out there to find

The road is long
There are mountains in the way
But we climb a step every
every other day

Well the Holy Roller preacher he sure is a sight
Well he gets em all a-rolling and he kicks out the light

Well the Presbyterian preacher
When the moon is bright
On a Saturday night
There's a thousand stars in the sky
On a winding road her memory flows
She'll face the fact
She
down to the tube that takes you right to level eight


Life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it

every day's a winding road yeah

my rollercoaster's got
someone's attention
Every wish you ever had
In a day of nights, in the darkest of light
Sits and cries, watch the lies

Could you give me a wish if i
every other day

Well the Holy Roller preacher he sure is a sight
Well he gets em all a-rolling and he kicks out the light

Well the Presbyterian preacher
Until every trace is gone

It's a winding road from cuesta way
Down sunset to the beach
Though Canoga Park is a straight safe drive
It's too far out
roam by and by so these crimes multiply

See this wayward sun, boy
May you live to run another day
Dark is the heart
And dreams will come
I give in to the feeling
Mistakes stacked to the ceiling
I find love is revealing
All along the road I'm walking
There is no contradiction
I live
is an isle of flightless birds
We find our worth in giving birth and stuff
We're lining our homes against winding roads
And we think the going is