York City, Somewhere I can clear my head. I was just kickin' along the sidewalk, No one looks you in the eye, No one asks you how you doin', Don't seem
: Are you still in love with me Like the way you used to be or is it changing? Does it deepen over time like the river That is winding through the Canyon
: Big yellow moon risin' up over them old hills Big yellow moon risin' up over them old hills There's a big yellow moon risin' over the hills My baby
couldn't choose a path worth taking There's nothin' in the world so sad as talking to a man Who never knew his life was his for making Ain't it about
: Rollin' through these hills I've known I'd be comin' Ain't a man alive that likes to be alone? Been a while since I seen my lady smilin' Have I been
ground 'Cause I can't hear a sound Sept' my own sad story Can you hear me? Can you see me? Why is that so hard for you to do? Don't dispel me, girl
ya borrow Dreaming of the day you're gonna pack your bags and put them miles away Oh just grab your girl and go where no one knows you What will all
Big yellow moon risin' up over them old hills Big yellow moon risin' up over them old hills There's a big yellow moon risin' over the hills My baby's
eyes and I can feel you here. God willin' an the creek don't rise, I'll be home again before this time next year. Though I fear this fever won't break
Are you still in love with me Like the way you used to be or is it changing? Does it deepen over time like the river That is winding through the Canyon
it won't be long, 'Fore you come crawling on home. Like some old dog with your tail on the ground. I'm listenin' to your Beg and your Plead. Don't fill
who couldn't choose a path worth taking There's nothin' in the world so sad as talking to a man Who never knew his life was his for making Ain't it about
Rollin' through these hills I've known I'd be comin' Ain't a man alive that likes to be alone? Been a while since I seen my lady smilin' Have I been,
Going out of my mind Don't even know my own name half the time How'd I get so blind that I couldn't see, What was right in front of me? Wish I was wrong
and I can feel you here. God willin' an the creek don't rise, I'll be home again before this time next year. Though I fear this fever won't break... -