Winding Road

Winding Road
riding on from atlanta
down to new orleans
just to see what trouble we can find
your burlap sack was bursting
at the seams
as we left the land of Georgia pines/

hand me your weary load
tell me baby you’ll be my winding road
and I can be your souvenir
know that you’re not alone
if you promise to be my winding road
as the horizon disappears

you told me “california that’s the dream”
and I said “well babe let’s wait and see”
‘cause we’ve got Denver then the Baltic Sea
and every single place that’s in between

hand me your weary load
tell me baby you’ll be my winding road
and I can be your souvenir
know that you’re not alone
if you promise to be my winding road
as the horizon disappears


chorus
La da da da da, higher, we'll go higher
La da da da da, brighter, we'll burn brighter
la da da da da, higher, we'll go higher

hand me your weary load
tell me baby you’ll be my winding road
and I can be your souvenir
know that you’re not alone
if you promise to be my winding road
as the horizon disappears