Traveling Down The Blue Road
Composer(s): Marshall Wilborn
Performer(s): Doyle Lawson
Traveling down the blue road
Wondering, hardly waiting just to get back home again
Winds are blowing down the blue road
Too long a loser, soon he's gonna win
He's worked in wood, worked in steel, call him what you will
Years can never outnumber the miles on his shoes
Been a lover and a fighter, gambler and moonshiner
Call him well-acquainted with the blues
Speak of oil fields, cottonfields, bright lights and city nights
Think about most any place he may have lived or died
There but now there's a lady who can turn back the miles
Gentle as a summer morning air
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