Shuffle, bit of rock. Long Road Trip, Beautiful Lady.
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Lonely guitarist on a long road trip. Temptation presents itself.
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Long Way Home (Larry Pittman Copyright 1995)
In smoky rooms I played my music, southern town the heat was heavy on
Slowing every song
I been thinking how it’s a long way home
I took my guitar through the motions, healing rhythm fantasy of flight
Just get me through the night
I been thinking how it’s a long way home
I been wondering what you do, when I’m gone
If I were home, at least I’d know who I am, my feet would be on the ground
At least I think I’d try to do what’s right
I’d spend my days, alone with you, my dreams would still come true
I’d write a song for you
She wore her hair long blond and cool, a silver dress that shimmered as she moved
Floating across the room
I been thinking how it’s a long way home
She moved above the songs I played, other faces faded from a view
Her eyes were blue
I been thinking how it’s a long way home
I been wondering what you do, when I’m gone
Chorus
Then all at once there came a change, a breeze came up I looked around for you
Then I knew
I been thinking how it’s a long way home
I been wondering what you do, when I’m gone
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