Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New Lane Road, artist - Josh Kelley. Album song New Lane Road, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 21.04.2016
Record label: Concord, Sugar Hill
Song language: English
New Lane Road |
Take me down to New Lane Road |
Effort into the river slow |
Where the sun is warm, the fields are gold |
Take me down to New Lane Road |
Take me where I caught her eye |
On blankets under mountain skies |
Where the trees whisper when winter blows |
Take me down to New Lane Road |
This is my home |
This is my life |
Oh, I’ve read the Bill of Rights |
And all the stories of the proud who’ve died from me and you |
These are my kids |
And this is my wife |
I put up a forty every time I raise my stars under the red, the white, |
the beautiful blues |
Yeah, we are the rivers carved of melted snow |
Take me down to New Lane Road |
We are the wild |
We are the free |
We are the earth beneath our feet |
We take our time |
We do it right |
And we never back down without a fight |
This is my home |
This is my life |
Oh, I’ve read the Bill of Rights |
And all the stories of the proud who’ve died from me and you |
These are my kids |
And this is my wife |
I put up a forty every time I raise my stars under the red, the white, |
the beautiful blues |
Yeah, we are the rivers carved of melted snow |
Oh, take me down to New Lane Road |
«we would take care of the earth, the earth is the protector of us |
I would as a kid go with him on the tractor and he’d be plowing the field |
He’d be digging up fresh dirt and there’s this, there’s this, this distinctive |
smell to of this rich dirt |
You know, he’d point out to me what was good dirt and what was bad dirt |
And he would always say, you’d basically get out of mother nature what you put |
back in. Remember if you’re going to kill the soil, you got to give something |
back.» |
This is my home |
This is my life |
Oh, I’ve read the Bill of Rights |
And all the stories of the proud who’ve died from me and you |
These are my kids |
And this is my wife |
I put up a forty every time I raise my stars under the red, the white, |
the beautiful blues |
Yeah, we are the rivers carved of melted snow |
Take me down to New Lane Road |
Take me down to New Lane Road |
Take me down to New Land Road |