Road To Dover

ROAD TO DOVER (C)
Dennis K Duff 2014

The road to Dover is a winding road it twist and turns like a river flows
Up and down the hills it goes where whippoorwills sing and dogwoods grow

Along the way there’s fields and farms houses and tobacco barns
Where the woods are deep some things are hid there’s whiskey runners on the ridge

And it rolls down through Kentucky all the way to Tennessee
And it rolls out of my childhood dreams on well worn memories

I’d love to go that way again past Woodson down by Bethlehem
But the road to Dover I knew is gone No Hematite no Golden Pond

The road to Dover is a winding road it twist and turns like a river flows
Up and down the hills it goes where whippoorwills sing and dogwoods grow

And it rolls down through Kentucky all the way to Tennessee
And it rolls out of my childhood dreams on well worn memories