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It's a lonesome road
And a hard way to live
But it's the only life that I know
I met some people, I traveled around
But home's always the best place
It's a lonesome road
And a hard way to live
But it's the only life that I know
I met some people, I traveled around
But home's always the best place
trees
The redbones are howling down by Wilson's Bridge
The lawmen stand waiting upon Deadman's Ridge

[Chorus]

Ooh Carolina so dark I can't see
paper 
Signed by the drunken 
Hands of thieves 

And suddenly 
They were told to leave 

As the snake uncoiled on a road 
The length was eighty
She was like a brand new song on an old guitar
Supernova in a mason jar
Every boy in town wanted to show her around
And as a dirt road, fence row,
Natural Bridge
By Adrienne Young (Autumn 2006)
Feel like I been riding for a thousand years
Down this lonesome road and bitter trail of tears
But I
January twenty third
There's no road
It's been raining now for three days
We're in mud up to our knees

If luck prevails and I'm given leave
I
my friend

Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

There's a red flying horse by the roadside
Spreading his
on the road
Nothing in the pocket
His hand to the sky
Nowhere else to go

Can you see it
Or believe it
What's beyond east orange
And farther yet

Come
Over here by the railroad track
And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia
Blue water in the indian sun,
Calling me when the day is done
Mama
Over here by the railroad track
And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia

Blue water in the indian sun,
Calling me when the day is done
my friend
Will not see my pain
Out where it gets lonesome
In the early summer rain

There's a red flying horse by the roadside
Spreading his
THE OLD TRAIL
WRITERS CHARLES JOHN QUARTO, STEVE GILLETTE

There's a new ridge road that cuts the mountain to the bone. Slices through the woods
I saw a ghost by the road tonight
And then my mind ran away with me
I had a vision at the changing lines
Something's there but it's trying to leave
Thrown off the bridge
To the river by the ridge
Was the iron mountain baby

A man walking by
Said he heard a little cry
And he found him in
under the bridge
As I pass by our old house upon the ridge
All our sins have washed away
Now all that's left are all the things we didn't say
Oh
Over here by the railroad track

And I wish to the Lord that I was back in Georgia
Blue water in the Indian sun,
Calling me when the day is done
Old gray fence, tar chip road
Martin's creek, almost home
Whitetail buck by a one lane bridge
Around the bend up on the ridge
There's Thompson's
Gathered by the riverside
The current pulls one hundred years 
Each way

Savin' souls and singin' songs
They beg and smile, but
Murder just
our lives 
Two silent birds 
Circled by 

Like our pain in the river 
And we followed the river 
And we followed the road 
And we walked through
On the road to Shambala

(repeat chorus)

How does your light shine, in the halls of Shambala

I can tell my sister by the flowers in her eyes
On the road to Shambala

[Chorus]

How does your light shine, in the halls of Shambala

I can tell my sister by the flowers in her eyes
On the road
they suffer 
Death pays the piper 

Rising and descending 
Pain is never ending 
Get used to deal with it 
Riding on a ridge - Making excuses till
from the road
'Til they came to the river
'Til they came up close

Throw your pain in the river
Throw your pain in the river
Leave your pain in
Thrown off the bridge
To the river by the ridge
Was the iron mountain baby

A man walking by
Said he heard a little cry
And he found him in